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P.Y.I.T.F. (feat. Gawvi, Spzrkt, Rey King & Social Club)
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'm gonna punch you square in the face
[Verse 2]
I'm a kid at heart and my heart is my kid
With the heart of a lion, one of Judah, that is
So you can hear the roar up under the vest
Every step is a battle and every battle's a step
So bang bang to Bangkok, I can't stop
This thing ain't about me, so you can't knock
But I own the hate as I promote him
'Cause everyone that hears it is also my opponent
Wow, if you thinking the kid is soft, I'm dumbfound
Homie, I'll take a walk around the jungle and just smile
I ain't packing or banging or having no gunpowder
No shells, no spraying
But I shower under the blood 'cause I'm sick
I'm no coward, I don't fear no man
So there's nothing to back down
So when I stand up, it's best you stand down
Promise he'll get you and your whole click to bow down
[Verse 3]
Papi, get 'em
[Verse 4]
Don't ask me if I got gorillas or about my dollar billaz
Yap, they're not my idols
But the team, we got class, trigger
So ch-chilla
'Cause I'm like the Reeboks, Adidas, the Nikes, the Filas
Yup, you want to be us, ha ha
I'm laughing at you suckers
Want to het 'em high like a dunkin' into Rutgers
Maybe in '95 or maybe in '94
I was only pushing something banging out the doors
Beats, that is
I pawn them out like we in the meat section
She asked me if they came out and reached the kid
I was like, yeah, literally, KRey had to reach the kid
So now I am turned up for the gospel
I know you heard of the apostle
So welcome to the 2013
Mobsters and knockers, y'all just imposters
God, we got this
Flowing so high, you think I was Sprzkt
[Verse 5]
I know you feel the fire
It's music that takes you higher and higher
And I want to take you to the next level
You don't like it, bet you won't fight me, though
We don't care, we're here to punch you in the face
We don't care, we're here to punch you in the face
[Verse 6]
They used to say, FERN, not enough doctrine
**** please, Social Club gettin' it poppin
In the hood, where they don't give you no options
You live or you die
The streets love you 'til you owe 'em a pie
The industry, prime example of shiesty
Two years been killing 'em
Sold out tour, more than likely
My brother Marty said FERN you a boss
But in spiritual ranks
How you leading all them youngins to him
No pressure, I just know that he watching
So I stay locked in, I'm ill any circle you have me
Secular or Christian, brother
I'm a flip it, smother any single track that kids discover
Deals on the table but I'm not surprised
Outside the box, firm, my God's alive
And I'm as live as I ever been
'Cause I'm Christian, just like my president, FERN
[Verse 7]
You ain't really tryin' to rock with this bad girl
Good city made me, I put this on the map, girls
They used to think my spot was the opening act, girl
You better get ready 'cause I'm back, girls
Bang, bang, boogie, I'm a beast in the booth
I'm five records deep, that's what I call proof
Call on me and Q and let 'em know I got that juice
With a steroid flow on this beat, I'm bustin' loose, ow
And they don't really want it
The stuntin' like they own it
They'd rather hate on my skill than make me they opponent
Think I won't get open, but I'm your hope in motion
Shout out to Pedro 'cause we changing the oceans
The new wave of promoting this gospel we quoting
I'm on the front lines, punchlines in the holster
You know the shorty here, I'm butter but mocha
The new face of the game like Johnny Travolta
[Verse 8]
I know you feel the fire
It's music that takes you higher, and higher
And I want to take you to the next level
You don't like it, bet you won't fight me though
We don't care, we're here to punch you in the face
We don't care, we're here to punch you in the face
[Verse 9]
Good city deeper than we've ever been
We bringing the medicine
And we roll in this deep so they afraid to let us in
Riding in on elephants, making rappers minced meat
Exposing their insides and leaving their skeletons
I'm steady Eddie on the track, how I bring it back
To the basics like Chucks and Asics
Flows are colorful, my God is wonderful
Feel the poetry in your chest and get a stomach full
Yeah this life is a movie
This here's the cast, bright lights and jacuzzis
Rich but not rich, just a weird type of bougie
Got the youngins locked like the juve'
So silly, the game just got illy
Needed some TLC, but not Chili
Gwavi's bass is leaving the blocks dizzy, yeah
We all got the will and we got jiggy
[Verse 10]
Ay, let me take a stab at it
Feel like I'm tryin' to win a race and I'm asthmatic
This beat got me feeling like a crack addict
My receipts got me feeling like I'm back at it
Yeah, we the body, check the apparatus
Thoughts out of this world, I'm in my own Stratosphere
I never fear corn, see I eat salad
Give you a head start just to keep balance
You see a king, I don't see status
And we never lose, whatever that is
You better check your ID
Next on the asked most white T, 'cause it's cost and effects
[Verse 11]
I know you feel the fire
It's music that takes you higher, and higher
And I want to take you to the next level
You don't like it, bet you won't fight me, though
We don't care, we're here to punch you in the face
We don't care, we're here to punch you in the face
[Verse 12]
Yo, Social Club, mystery gang, kids with no conscience
Killing everything, I swear to heaven I'm a monster
Grow up with the bad kids and never went to college
Real killers in my block, where you think I got it from
Started getting picked on by bullies, athletes
Now I'm sittin' on a yacht, drinkin' wine, crab meat
They calling me a sinner, pointing at me
Runnin' over your team, you better catch me
And 'cause of this music, we the black sheep
I'm dressed in all black, Johnny Cash deets
I went to three funerals last week
So I'm living up tonight like it's my last week
[Verse 13]
I know you feel the fire
It's music that takes you higher and higher
And I want to take you to the next level
You don't like it, bet you won't fight me though
We don't care, we're here to punch you in the face
We don't care, we're here to punch you in the face
Written by: Madball
