Pop Da Brown Hornet - Follow Me Up Lyrics
[intro]Yeah *cough cough cough* yeahThis is that mutha*****in undaground hip hop right hereBaby (smoke records mutha*****er)We got my man bon benzi right hereBlastin ya in the face (you dancin to a marley marl remix, you know)Brown hornet, yeah, uh follow me up[pop da brown hornet]Oppose ya, never done, ghetto homies do this shit for funServing mc's in a bun, only cowards hide behind a gunYou see more than half nypd is *****Half the kids i grew up with is *****Livin life close to edge, invited you to push meI've have it up to here with these flimsy ass lyricistsPrime time exposure when there rap sound ridiculousSomethin seem suspicious, the world full of lame ass *****esWith niggas to match, god *****ed up the whole batchIt's time we start from scratchTo many people livin their life on full factsWhether it's superstition or some twisted religionIt's safe to say we all agree the world's a prisonWith nowhere to run, nowhere to hideI prevail because i did it, he failed because he triedIt can't be denied, i keep my brain cells friedIf life's a journey, i'm enjoyin the rideAin't nuthin gonna stop pop from the top slotYou can throw up the road block or block the dropI present the craftiness to slip thru itSolid as a rock, but keep em flow like fluidI make the hot music, you mad you can't do itOver there lookin stupid, and dupe itI'm smarter than you thought, that's why you came up shortI never took time to snort, i just held down fortWhile them other cats fell off, i held onWhen them other cats got weak, i got strongSee they only gave their word, i gave my word bondTo give a hundred percent, every time i performChorus 2x: down low recka & pop da brown hornetHip hop fanatic, time to bad itI roll with the antenna to kill staticI leave your career shattered, color me bad-itMy rhymes is mobb deep, and every line is sumthin, weHave it[down low recka]I don't move like the wind, the wind moves likes meYou old school, i rhyme with technologyModernly, surprisingly the best, i had to get that shit off my chestSpit rhymes like bullets, ***** back one and pull itBring the pooper scooper, cuz shit these niggas is full of itYa album plaque, collect, ridiculousGp, indy, first album flop, know we gotta handle ones in this businessWhat is this? these ass niggas made the grain shitlessAin't worth the hit list, only true gladiators pack the fitnessLike weights on a bar, ***** heat we can meet up on the streets of sparNiggas see space and wanna be a starGet locked and turned to allah for protectionSlip up, can't avoid the lethal injectionBon benz, pop da brown, gp connection[pop da brown hornet]Who the hottest mc north side of the equatorPop da brown hornet, stapleton gladiatorFor certain i took time to put my work inI bust thru your steel curtain, leave ya franchise mc hurtinWhile he dependin on his gimmick,I fall him off the line of scrimmageSet it off, for you finish, tarnish ya imageYou might as well call up the world guinessLet them record who the illestBench warmers on the sideline catchin splintersCritizin my shit but can't rap the litGet off my dick, go get an educationYou picked the wrong occupation, stoppin about facinMarch to a marley marl beat, you ain't got the leadBut you got to get the ***** away from meCuz i'm lethal and deadly, ya bastards ain't readyGivin nightmares to freddy, while precedin the rockSteady, lyrical cause an echo catastropheThe undaground emperor, better known as your majestyOnce i start smackin and crackin, gold and platinumThey wanna throw a picture of me up in their manhattanGettin their life size posterHip hop's been good to me, like baseball's been good to sammy sosaStyles hotter than the virgin mary's chochaAll loyalty then the cosa nostra's, for realChorus[outro]Hip hop fanaticBrown hornet, bon benz, 99Follow me up"you dancin to a marley marl remix" *repeated over*Ah, follow me upFollow, follow, follow me up sonFollow me up son, follow me up baby
