The Shady Corps - Order lyrics

[Verse One: Mic Rippa] Brothers be knowing that I like this sport n***as get dropped in thought Skinny jeans, these f*ggots be saggin' in their boxing shorts They already know that most you n***as is remedial They used to be like, "Think like Mike." Just do whatever he would do Fighting is a crime Some n***as do it like it's seasonal My sh** be off the rocker I be giving ya'll a reason to Yo Rippa's that dude in real life And yeah I kinow its nice to be hard but look its hard to be nice Just name the price, I ain't even gonna backtalk to you That's money in the bank, I heard your sh**, you pack awful But somebody got to talk to you like your trash is possible When you get bagged, his a** responsible Period sh** will get ugly, it will get bloody, period And now you all inferior and it wasn't that serious My material is hazardous And you, you're whole pattern is nothing but an embarra**ment You should hire a strategist You tacky I mean what could you do to get through, past me? Attack me? My crew will pull up in a blue taxi Ya'll just doing demos, getting [?] I'm like a demolition team I'm getting paid for beating up the booth You hated in the bricks I know you mad, but When you pull out your pad you full of air like a bag of potato chips Or get ate like nine Going line for line with me You better take your time When you make them rhymes Before I brake your spine Snatch your nickel bag and tell you, 'Make me dime' You'd think I did some time for Diddy just the way we shine Looking for at least a milli before I say, 'We'll sign' Or make up my mind I rip straight lines You hungry for your chic to be a ten but she a six That's what, seven, eight, nine Let me reiterate on my eleven-state crime I levitate spines That don't ever take time You say you got it locked, but stop That is not the case You say you used to run up in the spot with a stocking on your face Over on your block just to pop the safe But when you got knocked I was shocked You cooperate That's why I'm mad when I'm hearing trash ya'll write I done slayed cats in the past that ya'll like Getting cash but that don't mean that I laugh at ya'll life But ya'll n***as a** like that show Basketball Wives There's nothing that can catch But listen I don't really need attention I just like taking a tissue from your a** [Verse Two: Pacewon] I've got the powers of Stephen Strange My raps seem magical It's the rap radical Back from sabbatical Riding through the capital Drunk, holding the calico The best player out on the court I'm Earl Manigault Larger than you might think, my n***a My attack is tactical To have fans chasing after dude If they catch up I hope they act rational Or I'm gonna be on national News cause I blast a dude Somebody's [?] a windshield and crashed into The back of a van, hit a can and I slammed into The front of car that was carrying Samuel Jackson And that dude that played Hannibal's animals [?] I'm so hot I give off fumes When I walk in the door, I'm the elephant in the room And tunes, I just sh** on them just like I'm eating prunes While I'm sitting on a pile of records howling at the moon And I'm fly as a witch while she's sitting on a broom Been hot as June since I was in the womb I'll throw salt on your wound Like Dee-Bo I'm a goon All brawn, no brain, I eat spaghetti with a spoon And I can see it now, my name in lights, "Coming Soon" So official [?] at noon And I'm Shady motherf**er like Slim eating shrooms Rap is like a pretty, young bride and I'm the groom Motherf**er [Verse Three: Milkbone] Yo, yo [?] Grease is meat sauces Meet me on the corner We can speak in the office Scarface Walk in the wedding with bleached Dockers Rich dudes looking at cash for boss dudes I know broke kids picking up stash from bar stools Come on bro, I been around the block after [?] Spin around clocks for half the price, sacrifice Milk B, no flashy ice Stash the vice Parasites want to marry me, better ask me nice Milk laughs at life and he throws [?] at [?] Am I doing the right thing? I even asked the pastor twice He spoke through his peephole, said I'm a deep soul The weak don't grow, you need to speak what you know You sleep for one second, you could dream it all away I don't speak more than you, I just mean what I say Yo and look ma' I like to cook ma' I'm never shook ma' I'm hungry, why let me look at your bra? Born, bred in the streets of Jerz' beef's occurred I'm the host with the most coast, the east, it's the merge I get in where I fit in Everybody finga' lickin' stickin' dick up in a chicken go to prison for spitten' what they ain't livin' They just hippin' [?] what they driven' I don't know I'm just the Alamo Give these hitters a ribbon I been through the storm I got rolled and drove in it Ice-cold weather permittin' umbrellas with holes in it No disc-jockey hockey, there's got to be goals in it You go to sleep for one minute, and you dream it all away I don't speak more than you, I just mean what I say Bro