Fes Taylor - My Name Is Lyrics
f/ King Just, Specman[Fes Taylor]Yo yo yo yo aiyo..Fire in the skies, you see the devil in my eyeControl the block, metal on my sideOutside in front of 240 I post upFiends you want what? Hurry up before the D's roll upHand-to-hand handlin' grams and grandsScramblin' rocks wrapped in Siran, opium from JapanBarrels of dope from Africa, got the feds after usBut we move state to state, they can't capture usCoke from Cuba smuggled on boats from BermudaWhen I pop off, stay close to the shooter (yeah)Stray bulelts slaughter the innocent, I plead innocenceAnd I blow trees when I'm in the pensI got, weed imported from MexicoMy connect in Texas, we do business in the bathroom of a TexacoSpecs got lips for daysFes Taylor got some *****es in the backseat with dick in they face[Chorus: Specman (Fes Taylor)]My crimes, my pain, my woes, my reignMy brain is stained, my time is changedMy code, that's how I changed the gameMade me who I am (My name is... Fes!)[Specman]You don't like me? ***** you!Buck me 'fore I buck youMy click come through, run throughbare knuckle boxer on pay per viewLot of MC's pop shit but what you gon' do?Populace, split ya shit like one-twoWho you gon' run to? This white boy'll sun youNot Em, it's Specs, no jokes it's just TecsWear a vest? I don't shoot through ya chestI aim at ya head and ya neck, then ya kneecaps is nextThat's fun, cuz the pain's more intenseI shock kids so I could say it in my rhymesThe rest did arraigned and attained for some timeChangin' the game and I'm takin', it's mineYou wanna rap, geek? Where's the rap sheet to coincide?[Choru: Specman]My crimes, my pain, my woes, my reignMy brain is stained, my time is changedMy code, that's how I changed the gameMade me who I am, my name is... Specs![King Just]Yo yo.. {*Indian warrior cry*}Listen here, pioneer, let me make things clearAny spaced out rappers I'll blow out the atmosphereWe are Borg and I came to assimilateViolate, annihilate, vindicate and get it straightAnd once and for all, I'll give it to y'allAnd shit on ya name like a bathroom stallNumber 1 draft pick without the b-ballAnd the bigger they come, the harder they fallIf I was in ya era I'd still be a terrorThe only nigga that could beat me is standin' in the mirrorYou'd hear me clearer without the interfererIf I was in the woods fightin' a bear, help the bearHe's what's up! And you? You notYa old school like Rocky Johnson, I'm more like The RockThe people's eyebrow, the people's elbowCan anyone ***** with the Just? Hell no!You replied, and And if they said they did they liedResistance is futile, y'all all should complyA giant in the kid's eye, a shootin' star at the skyAnd if you believe, you could flyI guess this is why you wanna test His Royal HighLike my throats won't hang-glide and tear out ya insideDickrider, how dare you lay ya vocals after mine!That's a ***** move, na na, show and proveThat I'm the best thing on CD, tapes and waxCuz my old gym teacher ain't supposed to rapKeep on, nigga, choke on, niggaYou're a butter knife in rap, I'm a four-fifth triggerHow you figure that you could see the likes of Optimus?All them other cats you had down here, I'm the oppositeI deposit shit, you the money, I'm the bankYou the weed, I'm the Dutch, you the car, I'm the tankYou the old, I'm the new, you the bold, I'm the fewThat come through and do what we do, I rep Who YouFace it, back to the basicsMy shit is upgraded and Reloaded like The *****in' Matrix[Chorus: Specman (King Just)]My crimes, my pain, my woes, my reignMy brain is stained, my time is changedMy code, that's how I changed the gameMade me who I am (I'm J-U-S)
