Casual - Later On Lyrics
I wake up in the mornin' feelin' fine & refreshedTake a look into the mirror to see who's rhymin' the bestHah, there he is, lookin' right my waySo i hook up wit jayTo start my dayI hit up ray and say what's the functionHe say he got some hoes that want to take us to bruch and go kick itCool, i'm the manAnd plus when we chillin' i'ma have on a band and tuscanySpillin' hella game so this fella can bumpPlus i'm hungry as *****So tell him it's onIf i aint here hit meProbly have some hoes wit meBut you gone have to come & get meCause my shit be breakin' downsNow i'm chillin' on the soloGettin' keyedWatchin' the boxLaughin' at rappers i've supercededNiggas try to hold me back, but i need itI stay in seclusion when producin'Amd makin' beats is how a nigga should beThat's why i'm always to the head'n you aint *****in' with me.ChorusLater on, casual, the dopest rapper in hip hop music, marks!Alright, uhI sit up on my futonAnd ask myself who's jon?That brotha rippin' mics to enthuse mcsYet i'm eating niggas like a crutonI charge up neutronsThe style i formulated from nothing but mereTears from a wack mcI flow accurately to point the weak & give them musclesMy rhymes a 30 million piece puzzleYou was till thisI interrogate mcs until they admit itI'm tryin' to hit the beat a little differentSo dims bear with meIf it commence to happen that my rappin' wouldn't be grade aBut you couldn't persuade a nigga like me to fall off on may dayCause i keep goin'Just like the springs in nevada that'll bring a lotta water to theSpottaCasual, the scheme plottaTakin' nadaI used to steel dome from my home's, grenadaBut that there's some oakland shitAnd i knew you woudln't feel it when i spoke the shitBut stillI gotta give my folks a shoutSom'n i'm gonna do you can't coax me outI speaks about the weak, without no problemAnd on the microphone i can't find no opponentAnd you can't find no fault in meI'm assaulting theWack rapper and his depthCheck out my manuscript and say damn, you the dopest*****in' up niggas on the east and west coastWith bump, casual wont lose at allI'm the cause of the crews that fallUsed to breakin' nigga's jaws but i started outWhen i found out, what life is all about.Chorus
