Statik Selektah - What You Call That! lyrics

[Intro: DJ Premier] Big shout out to my n***a Termanology His album coming soon too Another motherf**er with sk**s Matter of fact, we gon getting that Royce/Termanology collabo It's called "What you call that" (yeah yeah yeah yeah !) Yo Statik drop that sh** ! [Verse 1 :Royce Da 5'9"] Same aim through the chest Same game ludicrous They ain't saying who the best They ain't playing Budapest Who the Kane ? Who the next ? I'm scared of that, this is compared to that Lyrically, Vishis the heir to that I'm like a camera catching you talking like Miramax You talking sh** after we park, you going be aware of that I'm feeling like Ca**idy spark you beware of that And yeah I'm raps Ashley Parker, been there and back Now he's nasty, she with me then she's cla**y She is as bad as can be but I keep her knees ashy n***a I'll make that clique sit up, she make my dick spit up You make my day you keep her wrist lit up You a Louie bag buyer I'm the "push the new jag until we crash, until the tags expire" So recognize fire, Recognize the best rapper alive until who we have retire ! [Chorus] Yeah I specialize in rhymes but I peep the bogus On every known level I'm a stone cold rebel If I'm not a hustler, what you call that ? This is before rap, this is all fact When gangstas bump my sh** can they hear my hunger ? You get money ? I can't get none with you then f** you If I'm not a hustler, what you call that ? This is before rap, this is all fact [Verse 2: Termanology] Ayo, hold up shout out my man Royce up in the pan We murder sh** with the pen For murderizing the pen You prolly heard him with Slim Prolly heard him with Preem But now you hear him with Term', come versing over a beat It's 'ology Man I make a scene with the clique Halo mean on the chick Billie Jean on the b**h Hallo fiends for the fix ???? on the Knicks Vaseline on the bricks Haloween for the tricks Omit you black, haloween on the kicks Call it a rap, got the beam on a clip Homie, I make that gat spit up And make your back split up It ain't no way you wanna rap with 'em You a p**y PAB buyer, information supplyer for police with a wire So recognize fire, recognize when I exercise my trigger finger for hire ! [Chorus] Yeah I specialize in rhymes but I peep the bogus On every known level I'm a stone cold rebel If I'm not a hustler, what you call that ? This is before rap, this is all fact When gangstas bump my sh** can they hear my hunger ? You get money ? I can't get none with you then f** you If I'm not a hustler, what you call that ? This is before rap, this is all fact