Fight Them
Who's got that shit I need
That shit I breathe
That shit that's all me
What I can't be lacking
Bitch, get at me, bitch get at me
Believe that shit I speak
That shit I breathe
That shit that's all me
What I can't be lacking
Bitch, get at me, bitch get at me
Guilty as charged, yeah I'm as guilty as charged
Whatever you accuse, yeah it might be true
It's public record at this point that ya boy's got
A couple of misused screws loose
Even if I did it though
What could you do to stop me?
I mean, who's gonna drop me?
Honestly, who's gon stop me?
I'm watching, just waiting and watching
Who's got that shit I need
That shit I breathe
That shit that's all me
What I can't be lacking
Bitch, get at me, bitch get at me
Believe that shit I speak
That shit I breathe
That shit that's all me
What I can't be lacking
Bitch, get at me, bitch get at me
But yo nigga tell me one thing
Because I thought I overheard something
Regarding you and me and bloodstains
Was it true or was it just a little bit of shit talk?
I was curious about those comments
You was so furious with the phonics
But ain't do shit at the concert
Guess it was blah blah ya nonsense
Come back after some tonics
Cause right now I can't hear your sonics
Maybe then you'll speak up about who you wanna beat up
Me, I'm careless with the thoughtses
Crystal clear, I'm talking lossless
I don't proofread, I don't even trust the loose leaf
Since moms would breastfeed, I had reckless speech
My vision feels like prisms
I won't listen 'til prison
I'm convinced that your diction is fiction
Conviction is what's missing
You're talking your yaya, but nobody's listening
To the shit that is written
Who's got that shit I need
That shit I breathe
That shit that's all me
What I can't be lacking
Bitch, get at me, bitch get at me
Believe that shit I speak
That shit I breathe
That shit that's all me
What I can't be lacking
Bitch, get at me, bitch get at me
I just wanted to sit and have a talk
Maybe discuss some things
Maybe for once it won't involve a comment box
No more blah blahs, no more squawks
I can't get enough
Let's hasten the confrontation
I'm impatient, I'ma find you
I'm skilled in the trackdown, no time for the backdown
Accept these facts now, I ain't ready to relax now
DDT on some thumbtacks now
I must have that now
I'm off the tracks now
It's an educated delusion, bruises, contusions
Power music, new violence solution
It's seeming that you're all talk
And we're koreans on them rooftops, nonstop
Who's got that shit I need
That shit I breathe
That shit that's all me
What I can't be lacking
Bitch, get at me, bitch get at me
Believe that shit I speak
That shit I breathe
That shit that's all me
What I can't be lacking
Bitch, get at me, bitch get at me
Who's got that shit