We just had this feelin that them punks ova at Sycamore aint no the way it wuz so we had tuh lay down down tell em what time it was.
Lyrics
Chorus:
Who you think you are Juelz Santana?
Runnin' around wit yo red bandana
Fuck Sycamore (nigga nigga nigga)
Fuck Sycamore (cracka cracka cracka)
Who you think you are Juelz Santana?
Runnin' around wit yo red bandana
Fuck Sycamore (nigga nigga nigga)
Fuck Sycamore (cracka cracka cracka)
High Heat:
Yo, it's High Heat straight from the street
With my man G-Pain and his hot beats
You can't stop us you can't contain me
I'm like a reincarnated BIG
Fuck Sycamore (nigga nigga nigga)
Fuck Sycamore (cracka cracka cracka)
Fuck Sycamore (nigga nigga nigga)
Fuck Sycamore (cracka cracka cracka)
9one:
Yo Imma spit it right quick
Y'all fiendin' fo hard brick
Bitches be gettin the hard dick
Hattaz be dissin the Wood click
Im reppin' Wood right to left
9one be reppin' def tuh def
Aight we reloaded
Aight now we rollin'
High Heat the heats holdin'
Cheesy-T out tha Brook
Shit Cheesy got ya shook
G-Pain and K-Black
Back in tha back
Woodland we stay stackin tha stack
Fuck Sycamore (nigga nigga nigga)
Fuck Sycamore (cracka cracka cracka)
Fuck Sycamore (nigga nigga nigga)
Fuck Sycamore (cracka cracka cracka)
G-Pain:
Yeah you mighta heard from Cheesy and Heat
That now I'm makin beats and knockin' em out they seats
Givin em' wet teats n corns in they feet
Uh skeetskeetskeetskeetskeetskeetskeetskeetskeetskeet
(Chorus)
Cheesy-T:
A yo is Cheesy-T and Im hear to stay
Sycamore can't roll wit us cause they ain't no way
Us niggaz from the Brook yo we dont play
I'm down wit Woodland and my boy G-Pain
You can't beat me my rhymes insane
Fuck Sycamore (nigga nigga nigga)
Fuck Sycamore (cracka cracka cracka)
Fuck Sycamore (nigga nigga nigga)
Fuck Sycamore (cracka cracka cracka)
High Heat:
Born in North York wit uh spoon and fork
Thats all I had to survive thats all I had to stay alive
Sycamore don't know nothin about the hard life
Did they ever get stabbed with a knife
or get sentenced 10 years to life
Well I did
and I'm only a kid
(Chorus)
High Heat:
It wasnt easy bein in cell block 4
and having my cell mate sayin his ass was sore
As a matter of fact
It was lil Toucha from Sycamore
He would say it after every shower
Then shout white power
He didn't get along with the blacks
But they loved him to lick his nutsack
Man that shit is whack
I'm glad I got out of that place
Cause we all know that Im an ace
My rhymes is off the charts
The best thing since the Pop-Tart
You dont even want to start
Chilly Willy I'll see you in Mario Kart
My skills are terrific
Yours are just horrific
Now go back to jail for not payin' your parkin ticket
Fuck Sycamore (nigga nigga nigga)
Fuck Sycamore (cracka cracka cracka)
Fuck Sycamore (nigga nigga nigga)
Fuck Sycamore (cracka cracka cracka)
G-Pain:
Yeah Im real glad to contribute a verse
But please excuse me cause I aint had time to rehearse and I aint used to free verse
(Chorus)
