Semi Six - Shame On A N*gga (prod.by Flying Lotus) lyrics

Shame on a n***a Who try to run game on a n***a yo I'm bout to spew flames on a n***a Cuz I perform sick flu game on a n***a Shame on a n***a who try to run game on a n***a yo I'm bout to spew flames on a n***a Cuz I perform sick flu game on a n***a Shame on a n***a who try to run game on a n***a Shame on a n***a (Shame on a n***a) You betta plan ya future I'm the masta shoota Thats after ya gold like Mansa Musa How many emcees did Semi spoil? I'm Sugar Ray I'll punch you to d**h like Jimmy Doyle Getaway in a Diablo Then have a priest k** it You know I got em if the streets deal it Semi 6 big headed like Maurice Tilet I'll make ya niece feel it n***as bleed at this trigga speed get fricacsse'd with three sk**ets! My points frank I point tanks Point blank This is not for the kindhearted You loved the song when my rhyme started They spit nonsense I bomb tents with Semtex's then escape in ten seconds Through a smokescreen Burn ya spliff and let the roach steam! Cuz I drop lines That you'd sniff like a coke fiend Flows lean, soda with the codeine Got women s**in my meat for protein My flows clean I get on stage n ho's scream Shame on a n***a Who try to run game on a n***a yo I'm bout to spew flames on a n***a Cuz I perform sick flu game on a n***a Shame on a n***a who try to run game on a n***a yo I'm bout to spew flames on a n***a Cuz I perform sick flu game on a n***a Shame on a n***a who try to run game on a n***a Shame on a n***a (Shame on a n***a) Try and focus beats provided by the Flyin' Lotus if you lyin hopeless And the climate is drought consider Semi Six the Heineken stout Pa** malt after emptyin' a cash vault Keep Dominc Torreto near the bank on the asphalt Getaway dual seater with the top missing . This is not fiction spit a play full feature with the plot twisting From the city where they rock pistons Hot vixens, escort me from the Palace after the game Her name was Alice she was after the fame I ain't mad at her , she had me fascinated, l must be Mad Hatter We had s** fat checks spent on crab platters in the president's suite Every night I get the excellent sleep Rendezvous where the delegates speak You just a flat tire n Im more precious than a saphire This pimps blessed Women show indications of interest wearin' a thin dress You procrastinate I impress Rock a coat made of African cheetah Ride the beat like African Zebra My flows clean I get on stage n ho's scream