Statik Selektah - Keep Off The Gra** lyrics

All these faking motherf**ers never true to they craft My style it give you boost just like a shoe to that a** Smoke the drug, got the the Krug and in the gla** Nice socks, switch foot, Asian hooker and she fluent in math James Brown shoes, the H-town groove Big body slide through it like the Greyhound move Ain't no rocking me to sleep, baby, you ain't that smooth You want a s**er and I ain't that dude I'm 'bout the money Know when you hear me always hit you with the raw rhythm You look confused and out of focus; autism Ain't no developmental problems on this, I kid Just big whips and chicks with big lips and thick thighs My people flip pies, and quick to flick knives Take the laziest shorty and take a quick dive Paint a struggle how my motherf**ing clique rides Quit babysitting hit this spliff before the sh** dies, b**h I'm looking crispy like a chicken cutlet One wish is, get rich before I kick the bucket Know that Bronson's eating supper Hoping the gun don't jam like Smuckers Weed inside the Mason jar, leaning like racing car Papa Shango, the monster in your mother's bed Blunt of regs, and some lead turn the gutter red 7-40? snitches, with bu*ter left 11 dollars worth of bounty on your brothers head You know the scent YSL and some good smoke I'm on the top she on the bottom like footnote Jet head cover my head New Yorker born and raised, so I'm repping 'til I'm dead Galaxy of Queens most diverse in the world Live in my borough Albanian father ran into my Jewish mother Swept her feet probably laid her on the blueish cover Now I'm here see me fresher than the newest summer f**, f*ggot, p**y