Th Eshit

"It's the shit" [Verse One: Bambu] This is unemployment rap music Get used to it Go rob a bank to it Foreclose your house to it You see it coming wanting shit you could do about it And like a train wreck, instead of running Y'all just crowd around it And talk about it like y'all ain't a part of it Like all this 99% talk is fucking foreign I'm from L.A. where our gangs run everything Shit could get resolved if the cops stopped meddling A reckoning is coming you could put that on my hood Fuck the count holmes I measure bullets by the foot Soul Assassins, Sick Jacken, Big Bam' baarratt I better hear pistols popping, where my sister's at? She can't hold a pistol, tell her, "keep walking" Somebody who gon' teach my kids how to fire a rocket While you out making a radio hit Homie I make this and "it's the shit" [Scratch Hook] "Be ready from the get go, blaow, y'all hear my shit go" - Outkast 'Ain't No Thang' "It's the shit" "Swift with the shit like bullet's trajectory" - Gang Starr 'Brainstorm' "It's the shit" "Be ready from the get go, blaow, y'all hear my shit go" - Outkast 'Ain't No Thang' "It's the shit" "The shit that I'm saying make sure it's heard" - Ice Cube 'Ghetto Bird' "It's the shit" [Verse Two: Sick Jacken] They call it number two Dookie It's what you put into Pookie Light it up and inhale that shit Get your motherfucking psycho on, sell that shit But keep money in a shoe box so you bail out quick Pimp, a bit of hood advice, given by the big homie He told me always put a rubber over your cannoli You're gonna have a drink, never have it by your lonely And if you're gonna rep, make sure it's your side only Uh huh Cause hood hoppers end up Jimmy Hoffas Yep, good coppers all [?] papa Shit Pop rappers all Cyndi Laupers We drop shit, even constipation can't stop us Yeah, it's that chicano and Penoi rap All that other bullshit, you can just avoid that Raw sound waves now turn into a noise trap That's why I can't wait for Big Duke to get his voice back [Scratch Hook] [Verse Three: Bambu] This is come-across-the-border music And start looting Tear down a wall to it Or cut a fence to it Undocumented students? This government is stupid To think that chickens ain't home like, "Fuck Houston" This execution shooting, line 'em up and drop 'em Mexicans/El Salvadorians let's get it poppin' Central South America and out in Cuba too "My boricua tieno's" ready to bust a move In Begantas with a gas mask on And black hoodies Rest In Power Trayvon I remember suckas in high school days Getting punked in the quad, afraid to catch a fade Then they graduate and join the L.A.P.D Then I see 'em in the street...(hahaha) Me and Knowledge just laugh blowing smoke out the whip Can't turn the music down pig "It's the shit" "Niggas still trippin' off the shit I said last year" - Ice Cube 'Get Off My Dick And Tell Your Bitch To Come Here'