Rudy Gay

*[Verse 1: Wan G] He say the molly got him sweating? He lying Wan got him shook, I can see it in his spine Please check the time, because I think this dude is late Got the game on lock, no combination to the safe So no reason to try and unlock me shouldn't even try and crack the code These niggas bold. If they step to me, their caskets fold That .22 will make him fade like Rudy Gay, or have him talking through the wire like Kanye Yo, Wan got them shook. Rez got them shook. Stokes got them shook and he not even on the hook Wipe your eyes better get a greater look because my Soci niggas wild like the dude in jungle book Dudes calling me lucky because I stay with the charms. And now I'm feeling untouchable because nobody can harm me Wan G? He second to none Kamikaze when I get to this mic Me & Rez got punchlines if you ready to fight Out of spite, I'mma count this cash and add these hoes and find the sum But, don't forget son. This is Shook Ones [Verse 2: Rez] Rappers falling like dominoes, I'm hungrier than after Ramadan They wanna follow my delivery like Papa John's They trying to walk in my shoes and don't even got the sole Flinstone vitamin rhyming, since a kid been stoned The crowd feel my flows like dykes and braille because my verbs move weight like treadmills and scales I remember listening to classics, not novels but rap shit And now I spit pandemics that's having the class sick So you can play your cards or shuffle up, punch lines you can knuckle up They be thinking I'm suicidal every line I just be cutting up Get my point across, they full court and try and guard em Hoping I fall off, lose my thunder like James harden I serve enough food for thought they figured I ate twice These rappers is novice skaters couldn't figure 8 twice Now I bet your minds blew. They getting four by two'd Never leave the audience board, dismiss them with minds chewed