Pop Da Brown Hornet - One Shot Deal Lyrics
[intro: down low recka]Eh yo , yo, you got one shot, one shotOne at a time man, dont be floodin the micWord up, but you got to keep it realCuz ***** ass niggaz, hip-hop is on another levelAnd aint havin it no more son[pop da brown hornet]Aiyyo, yo, the next alliance of giants is now official***** what youre doin and cover the main issueBeats hypnotic to tranq your whole projectLay down the concept then we eat off the prospectI see shit done shit, still remain the one withThe legit high-potent clean recordThe undefeated, undisputedForm an army, you includedWe can do this shit to hip-hop musicI reign victorious, the audience, the eye witnessYou cant ***** with the vocab-ulistYou stay frontin, stay rappin bout nuttinYou stay talkin bout always bustinYour gat and how its crack you be pumpinCome on, tell me how that shit substantialI take you out before you get the chance toFeed these rap heads like hip-hop, bogusTo me your show, the stupid niggaz aint noticeTheyre satisfied with the mediocre strokerBut once I get to bang it I bang it like its supposed toIntelligently, honesty and loyalty to my peopleYoure see through, thats how I peeped youTryin to get over on the goodsCamouflaged in black, tryin to blend in with the hoodsGod damn, some people never changeWe never stick together thats why shit remain the sameDo the knowledge but first go look the word upOnce I begin theres no time to get stuckUh, in position to make the right decisionsNot an amateur, you know Im top rank in this divisionBring a knucklehead and watch me beat some sense in himBrown hornet massage the brain like oxygenKeep him conscious, pin-point the prognosisMe and the mic is like high-powered explosives[no smiles]First pisces, some say Im fishy and shiestyDont like me? get aired out like nikesRhymes, tightly, written ass spittinGet an ass kickin for puttin yo hands on my kittenSet trippin, its gettin hot in the kitchenIf not, stop *****in, I lock it down like prisonThe jail system, get bail but still sentencedThis hell I live in, killin each other for positionCrackhead christians, black man listenYou dont want no beef, you aint ready for the lickinI go deep before I make a move, I be thinkinChess playin, cess blazin, Im amazinLike four wheels Im skatin, chasin for the paperScared niggaz pullin capers[tariff]Stop who? you bit off more than you could chewSayin what you gon do, plot hits on crewBut it aint nuttin new, niggaz been hatin since day oneGames I never played none, source like a1You play dumb, I could tell a ***** when I see oneThey talk, but when it comes to drama they walkLookin for support, all by yourself gettin caughtThe times runnin short and Im comin with forceShut down the fort, evacuate the premisesIma be the last man standin but the first one who finishesThe genesis, the new beginnin, it starts nowI spark crowds with a mean bite, and I bark loudT.m.f. arch style, hittin em upSplittin em up, you aint gettin upYou aint got no style, you aint sick enoughYou niggaz move too slow, you aint quick enoughI switch it up, a mad scientist in a lab, mixin upSo when my shit drop, you better pick it upAnd if your shits not hot, you better fix it upCuz Im rollin with my team and theres no clickin upYou aint big enough to touch, we buildThe truth is now finally revealed and its no longer concealed[outro: down low recka]Oh my god, yo no one shot, I gave yall niggaz one shotAnd yall wanna kill shit man, come on nowTo all yall brothers out there, competitorsTo these brothers right here, opponentsCome on, yall gotta take it up another level, manCuz hip-hop is now on a new level and a new plainShaolin, kid, t.m.f., gp, pop da brown hornetNo smiles, tariff, what? thats right, 27 warrant squadYo, yo, its like, what? black posse, paris crewYa niggas dont know man, shaolin historyStaten island, standing grounds...
