Spooky Bizzle - Exhibit F lyrics

Exhibit F Hail up Spooky Yo, don't get it twisted cause I MC Air Force Ones and a hardware tee Snapback, no backpack and trust me When I say I'm so F to the T Came to the game through the back door True say dem man dere was hiding the key Now I just sit back, laugh Watch all these debris float on top of the sea MCs running around with flows I gave 'em back in double-O-three But it's OK, but it's all good Cause I got a new one that ain't free Girls get wet when they see me stunt I'm stunting hard like Mr T Man wanna know where the runaway flows come from I told 'em 'let me be' Don't get it twisted cause I'm online I'll slap man's wig with a rusty nine Mind all over the doormat Postman Pat, they're thinking 'what's inside?' You ain't a badboy All of the real badboys told me you run and hide Where's your heart? Where's your pride? I don't wanna hear that talk 'bout Tride Out there chasing girls ain't sh** Ain't gonna save you when it's riding time Get into beef, you little chief And the only phone you ring is mine? Ain't got a clue, well then, you Get off the strip, get a 9 to 5 Show me the best MC in the room One 16 wind him straight to the side