Original Beat: Good Dwellas by Cella Dwellas Dope laid back song... hope y'all feelin it
Lyrics
Feelin fresh, grab the mic, and I massacre beats,
the master on streets, pullin cards collapsin the beef,
handle my heat, with the most crafty of ways,
blastin the bass, smacks like a hand to the face,
Im the mack in the place, have your girl on a leash,
Ludacrissly swerve on a beat, disturbin the peace,
put the word on the street, cats flock to the kid,
fiberoptic dotted rockets, put a shot through your lid,
cockin the sh** , quick to blast a dart from the tip,
startin to fit, cause yo Im comin harder then bricks,
lookin like a model an sh** , its just Blue Eye,
even without the wings an antennae, yo Im too fly,
Pass your crew by, while Im headin to The Pharcyde,
split the phat an the wack like a rap appartheid,
half these cats soundin like they rappin part time,
but im droppin all life, with sounds the heart binds,
Now look, I give you props for your style connectin this,
but the fact I chose to mention it, will help you sell the record kid,
and yo, last but not least, in fact the most important,
your raps on some war sh** , collapsin at the door kid.
(X3)
We Good Dwellas
Tatt And Blue Perhaps You Knew The Balance
The Balance, and tears comes wit the hyperness
Y'all cant hold a candle, I hold strobe lights to this
The brightest-ness, Y'all can't match the likes of this
When I'm ignitin this insightfulness you could even write to this!
Forreall!? Ha naw I'm just playin chump
Try to climb your way up punk, I'll be sayin "JUMP"
From the highest floor on the highest buildin
I get high for killin, Can't deny the feelin
See the feelin that I get when it's real in the flesh
And I'm sealin all the threats while I'm wieldin a tech
Kapow, got the steel to ya neck
And the sirens in the distance so we peel in the vet
Wheel's squeel in the jet, dippin to the hideout
Trippin on the ride out bout the b*** es that we lied out
Cause by now, dude's respiration is short
Brains decorate the floors on the investigation report
Peace to Columbia, my destinations a resort
Cause I cant handle this stress taken to court
Thanks for the support, see tears can never lock up
I gotta catch the props of all my fans, I got love
So let's spark and L, and just vibe to the beat
Ride through the streets, and collide with the peeps
I'ma good dwella, I dont reply to emcees
Just wire jaws shut since they lie through they teeth
(X3)
We Good Dwellas
Tatt And Blue Perhaps You Knew The Balance