Saigon & Statik Selektah The Rules Lyrics

All in a Day's Work Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 To Be Told...
  • 2 So Cruel
  • 3 The Rules
  • 4 My Crew
  • 5 Prepare for War
  • 6 Spit
  • 7 Lady Sings the Blues
  • 8 Lose Her
  • 9 Goodbye
  • 10 The Reason
  • 11 I Warned You

  • [Saigon:]
    I wrote all them raps cause I was in jail with nothing to do
    My nigga, now that I got things to do, writing raps is like last
    Of my priority list

    This is the difference between me and them

    New New Yiddy is back in full effect
    We the kind that don't throw gang signs or claim sets
    We one of the few left that ain't riding the west
    Ain't dick sucking the south
    You still will get punched in ya mouth
    You ever fuck around luck buck'em down
    I like the way that sound luck buck'em down
    I'm bucking the fuck out of this duck nigga now
    I uppercut the sucker the fucker gon touch the ground
    Since two thou I came with another style
    My shit was "sharp-then" just like brother Al
    But I was never rocking a perm
    If I was anything I try to teach the people not gonna learn
    I could try to take the popular term
    Rap about a bunch of bullshit that's not really not my concern
    Or I could do some old dumb shit that come with a melody
    Nigga I know the game what the fuck is you telling me
    I love this hip hop shit nigga you smelling me
    How else could a nigga get rich with two felonies

    [Chorus x2: Busta Rhymes "Woo-Hah! "]
    I know you really want to know who's
    Comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues
    Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules

    Ya'll niggas flows is dookie
    I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and shocazuki
    Burning whoever closest to me
    The verbalize meat that ya'll eat
    Laying back on the concrete
    Rip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat
    Niggas can't resist to put the bond first
    If I am what I eat then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth
    Born worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse
    Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearst
    O nine we flipping this into some other different shit
    Real niggas come get your certificates if you interested
    First off we gon build this Abandoned Nation censorship
    Prison don't even mention it if you ain't experience it
    This is some serious shit go head think I'm playing then
    See what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in
    You kidding me I'm lyrically the epitome of verbal validity
    Look nigga see what life did to me
    Turn me colder than my older raps
    Colder than polar caps
    Cold as the common cold perhaps without no lookback
    I used to cook crack they took that
    I learn to jux cats
    Where the brook at
    We got this locked put that back
    And new yiddy is back in full effect
    Fuck around you gon get my hands wrapped around ya neck
    Respect to all the kids still trapped in the jects'
    I'm a rep watch how much of this cash I'm a collect

    [Chorus x2]

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