I Shoulda Killed It

[Intro] Ladies and gentleman Welcome to the I shoulda killed it...session So, we got "Pressed" "I Don't Give A Eff About You" "23" and "Partition" Let's get it! [Pressed] Why you niggas so pressed for? Open up my mouth, all my words on a roll Got you pissed off, ballin' up your fist for Lemme pull out my lyrical pistol (bang!) Pull out my lyrical pistol These niggas act so hard like crystal But they ain't nothin' but cubic zirconia Bunch of horndogs, wanna woman to catch his boner He just a non-commensensical kinda nigga fa sho And some of them be trippin' cause they on the low I shoulda killed this beat when it first came out Showin' my fans what I'm all about When it comes to random words, call it rhymin' I'm too blessed for a chain cause I'm shinin' Got my hater blockers on, have em blind and So down to earth, you can call it grindin' I hope you caught that, if you didn't, better bounce back Use that good brain for more than a hat rack Put you in the furnace like Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego I'm a killer to these beats, call me serial Why you niggas so pressed for? Open up my mouth, all my words on a roll Got you pissed off, ballin' up your fist for Lemme pull out my lyrical pistol (bang!) Pull out my lyrical pistol (bang!) Pull out my lyrical pistol (bang!) Pull out my lyrical pistol (bang!) Why you niggas so pressed for? (pressed for) Why you niggas so pressed for? (pressed for) Why you niggas so pressed for? (pressed for) [I Don't Fuck With You] Lemme tell somethin' about you I don't eff with you You lil snitch ass niggas, I don't mess with you You lil bitch ass niggas, I don't mess with you You lil fake ass niggas, I don't mess with you You lil stupid ol' I don't give a what, I don't give a what I don't-I don't-I don't give a what Man, I don't give a eff about you or anything that you do Don't give a eff about your lady or anything that she do I don't give a what, I don't give a what I don't-I don't-I don't give a what Man, I don't give a eff about you or anything that you do Don't give a eff about your lady or anything that she do On the real, eff what you feel At the end of day, we still gotta keep it real I'm just comin' off the brain I shoulda killed this beat when it first came out, mane Excuse my language, Ima church boy Been in the choir for a while kinda boy Time to upgrade to a man kinda boy High expectations in the future kinda boy I'm a big dude and that's no doubt The next B.I.G.? I'm way past that now I'm me, S-E-V-O-N I'm 'bout to go in like I shoulda been The next all-star in entertainment People screamin' my name, they can't contain it And you know what, I can't really blame 'em Cuz the fact of the matter is... [23] I'm only 22 and I'm 'bout to go ham Only 22 and I'm 'bout to go ham Only 22 and I'm 'bout to go ham Only 22 and I'm 'bout to go ham No Js on my feet, No Js on my feet No Js on my feet (huh?), So get like me No Js on my feet, No Js on my feet No Js on my feet (huh?), So get like me Don't get me wrong, I want a pair of Js So I can ball up on the court like MJ Naw, I'm messin with ya, I can do it with any kind of kicks Ol' school beat down on the court, I don't need no tricks Only tricks is for kids, man it's all about skill Me spittin' bars is like puttin' hot links on the grill Gotta let it cook so the flow can start lingerin' Marinate with the barbeque sauce, have yo toes start tinglin' I'm a west side brotha with southside roots If you see me with KRIT on a song, it ain't no cahoots Can't wait to live up to my dream So I can be in the limo sayin' "Roll up the partition please" [Partition] Finale...(clears throat) FINALE! Driver roll up the partition, please I don't wanna see my fans see my boo on her knees Got her make up messed up, clothes messed up Foggin' up the windows cuz I'm tearin' it up Hol' up, I don't wanna give out too much info It'll ruin the surprise for them other girls, you know Pardon me, other women, lemme get it right Cuz when a woman put it down, she put it down all night Make a man feel right like he took a big flight To Japan, London, Spain and Paris overnight Good nana make a nigga wanna fight But since I'm a gentleman, I'll be polite [Chorus] Take all of me I just wanna be the man you want (man you want) The kinda man you want (man you want) Take all of me I just wanna be the man you want (man you want) The kinda man you want is right here, it's me Right here, it's me Right here, it's me Right here, it's me Right here, it's me Meet me in the backseat of my limo Girl, you're better off with me rather than a zero The next El Negro, Heavy D would be proud To see the big boy style ain't never goin' out We on the turn up, Ima have the mamacitas And oriental girls, can't forget the El Negras It's about to get real, orgy style But you ain't hear it from me, it was only word of mouth [Women] Ooh, oh Sevon you a nasty boy Love the way you do it cause you the real McCoy [Sevon] Well, what can I say? Ima crazy boy And I wouldn't mind makin' you my pleasure toy [Chorus repeat]