Volume

"She can bring him such misery

When a man loves a woman"

Back with that grit

Tell the sound man to turn my shit up, and turn that other shit down

I rock mic's like mothership's George

Via slang words and onomatopoeias

Definition competition like see ya

Used to bust a rhyme like leader's

Until I had to leave em letter t'ing

Blame Apollo he the one who brought the beat in, I just grabbed the mic

The go in's frequent above weak shit, I get down word's bond

And I don't need cosigns to off what ain't on

Just let a **** rhyme like he wanna, back a whole room into a corner

Treat it like war when I'm performing

On it, honest

Vocal cords quaking up the bass, daily bread shaking up the place!

If the music ain't loud enough when the DJ on the cut

Somebody tell the sound man turn it up please

I'm rocking in the pocket locked in on it like a target

B that other shit is garbage, man turn this up!

Back to the grill again ‘92

Street corners with the grimy viewed subject matter

Crews groom their 1-2 through subdue

Some of who I once knew respect due

But not enough when funds like these

The bread need cheese word em up!

Snubbies on tuct in case the revolutions in a rush

The front liners can line them up Then let them bust!

The level your favorite is on I speak above

And I ain't gotta say it cause who compares to what ?

Dollar bill hill piling up

Hands out

Every fingers waiting for a cut, get in line

The evolve revolves around shine

But if you can't rock with the glow then never mind

Watch it some other time

Regardless of who y'all is I get biz I’m a shine