Lox - Not To Be *****ed With Lyrics
(stylez)Another small town cat with a million dollar *****Learned my first lesson in jail from a peasantAlways seem pleasantHappy to be presentSaid he past due, shouldnt have been in the essenceStreets is like your girl, treat it like your wifeYou can flirt around with drugs, but dont hit the pipeYou can mess around with guns but death aint rightHold your breath, next step, cause life aint rightIf you with the wrong cats then your cyph aint tightStylez hit the darkside, show them the lightLife ended to the ice that freezes m.c.sFriend of the flame, burn em in one gameTell oxygen he aint hoppin inHe a little time nigga, I aint thinking of stoppin himCatch up first, you stretch up worse than themBeen experts and done less work than themWith no album, we net worth more than themThese cats didnt think that the lox could do itGot a hundred different styles that will guide you through itIm the ghost of this shit, I provide you fluidNever crack sidewalks or ride the sewersYou got some fly shit, but my shitIs like the whole city fallin out the sky *****Loud tracksIm the quiet loud assQuick to set it off on your *****ing foul assMake six digits eight and cop a palaceMake every rapper sick and call me malaceYall niggas never know what the stylez haveSome shit in the stash that would crack a cows backIn a hundred pieces in they ass, and hows that?Never answer back, Im the cancer on the trackJust think, I could blink, and make the pink panther blackChorus x2(jadakiss)Whos not to be *****ed with?(stylez)Thats me(jadakiss)Whos to be *****ed with?(stylez)Thats themWhy dont you watch my back while I go ask them?(jadakiss)And if they want beef later on I splash them(stylez)And if they want to flow, right now I thrash themShould I give it to them new style or old fashion(stylez)Do I have to break down the wallsStay off the floorIm the general dog, I start the warMake every m.c. never spit againWhen I leave em emptyNo guts, no chest, no brain, no gameStylez go broke, Im a rob the folk trainI feel no painSteal cocain***** black thugs that run through whole gangsAnytime that I want it nigga, better listenBlunt is the magic wand, Im the magicianStylez is the virus, aint no physicianWith an anecdote that can stop my colissionBefore you start asking, Im a start splashingWhen I come through, its like ten planes crashingTwenty ships, full of thugs, all of them is bastardsMashed up, looking through binocs, about to crash inWhats the next issue?Sheek did officialCalled spielberg, cops get tissueSo you can rock in the sky when feds come and get youNext question is where nasa at?We need a hundred gs, can fly, when traffic badWhen we down on the crapsWe plasmic gatsTellin you now you cant ***** with dineroGot a lot of space when it seem real narrowSagitarrius style, spittin out arrowsHundred at a time, killin a hundred heroesChorus x2
