[Skillz:] Uh huh, yeah, uh, uh Whoo! It's beautiful music baby Huh, your boy Skillz, right My man Com from the Chi Kweli from the BK side Hip Hop to the day that we die
So far so good with no endin in sight Lookin back on all the places I done been with this mic Let my teachers tell it, I was supposed to be a failure Let me tell it, I was supposed to be on stage in Australia Went from sittin on the curb with no gear to flaunt To havin gifts with the words, I make 'em do what I want And I'm a stay in the front, it's easy to the kid Y'all always in the back like Jeezy adlibs If you fail to prepare, you preparin to fail And it's hard to see a heaven when you livin in hell If you lookin at it different, you'll see a way out How you gon' see money? You can't see your way off your couch If opportunity comes, I'm a see what it's bout You can see it in my swag, I done figured it out If you see doubt, I'm thinkin that y'all better re-route Cause I'm a walk these dogs till Mike Vick get out
[Hook: Skillz] I'm thinkin I could take over the game, maybe I could They sayin I should change and maybe I should Baby girl I'd be with you if I could But I'm taking over the world and it's so far so good Uh, so far, uh, so good Uh, so far, uh, so good Uh, so far, uh, so good Uh, so far so good!
[Common:] We've come so far, there's so far to go Vision of a mission, it seem impossible Precision of a Chicago street apostle flow Allowin me to go to places only God would know Travel the land, witnessin the battles of man Goin up stream with paddle in hand
So I could make enough to hit my uncle Steve if he asks for a grand It's been a journey, as far as universal laws I'm the attorney, had to learn me Just to burn me up, holler to the world to turn me up As the game change y'all, I let my words re-up It was written on the walls that success is a process No matter how hard I fall I know it is some progress Notches of the ladder I climb, holdin a bottle of wine So many paths to take, I'm followin mine
[Hook]
[Talib Kweli:] Yeah, Talib Kweli stay in the zone, I'm leavin 'em in a phase By now, I'm kinda used to leavin 'em so amazed With my man Com-bred and Skillz, they know the ways Call up Virginia Slim baby, I've come a long way from Hoppin the train with Rubix and Phot?, now I'm Hoppin the plane, I'm seasoned like o'bay Purer than cocaine that's whiter than Colgate My product harder than narcotics, I handled the whole way Damn it I'm so straight, why you worry how my pocket looks? Y'all just sound like y'all got pocket books, stop and look As long as I rock it, Brooklyn is represented right This is where the sun meet the high rise, it ain't no end in sight I'm gonna end it right here, I'm a end the nightmares That you have cause you sleepin and you actin type Scared, I wake up like years, say my prayer like I should And I've come so far cause I'm so good
Money l what's up baby it's ya boy skillz man I'm hitting ya on the check in My bad man I ain't called you in a minute Man I'm out in l.a. doing my thing man You know what I'm saying I got a lil spot out here You gotta come out here man Come out and do yo city man it's kinda crazy Beautiful women beautiful weather I saw your girl in the spot last night And man let me tell ya
Hey! you know the type of xxxx that I be on It all started when I made a move on nia long After a little small talk she came up out her shell I'm shocked I got the crib number plus I got the cell I got lauren london's number down in atl She said tip won't trip but don't tell pharrell Yeah the kid do it well and I'm only two text From a union with the girl gabrielle But oh well I called fergie's cell but know what Everytime it rings will.I.am be picking up I could'ntbelieve I scooped eve I thought she'd say no She was shocked when I said I never seen your show I'm in the valley and I passed on mariah carey I'm like hmm well I got halle's blackberry My bill might be high but I'm that type of guy That if I see it and I want it why not a give it try
You know I was gon get them digits I know it's a wrap once I get committed She know she kinda like the way I did it What's the point of having game ma if you don't spit it My phone I got more numbers than bars In my phone stay packed sorta like ipod In my phone I ain't got nothing but stars Put your number in mama I'm a holla tomorrow
Hey! you know the type of chicks that I get at Same chicks ya'll be askin for an autograph Like the time when I met the girl joy bryant If I ain't get the number xxxx I'm a die trying Venus williams keep callin but I'm trying to miss her Sorry love I'm just tryin to serve up your sister Some say lisa rae some say nona gaye I say okay that's two numbers in one day (Hey!)I got meagan's number last week It's all good honey what's up with that waist deep I met keri washington and now she hate me She said she need a little man I said that ain't me Met jennifer hudson and I had her blushing She was with it so gettin them digits was nothing My bill is high but I'm that type of guy That if I see it and I want it why not a give it try
You know I was gon get them digits I know it's a wrap once I get committed She know she kinda like the way I did it What's the point of having game ma if you don't spit it My phone I got more numbers than bars In my phone stay packed sorta like ipod In my phone I ain't got nothing but stars Put your number in mama I'm a holla tomorrow
Uhh switch sidekicks with the chick rocsi At the grafton down in the lobby She the type don't like paparazzi She said them boys is crazy Uh I know you thinking skillz you just talking But last night right down on slauson I got the info of rosario dawson I might end up in the tabloid baby I got all these numbers of all these women Last thing you need to ask me is how I'm living Crib numbers cell numbers personal pagers You would think I was a hollywood casting agent I'm a kid from virginia having fun Four months in l.a. xxxx this a job well done Crossing la cienega to get something to eat And I be damned if I ain't drop my phone right in the street
(Get out the street buddy) G-damn it did u see that he ran right over my phone Damn... dawg he ran right over my phone C-can I borrow your phone My man my man excuse me partner partner C-can I borrow your phone for two seconds Please just two seconds Thank you thank you thank you (Dials numbers)he ran right over my phone Did you see that I think that was jay leno His chin looked like jay leno You've reached skillz umm if you callin I'm not answering Cause I I don't have my phone I don't have anybodies information I lost my phone so if you could please leave your number please I don't have anybodies information please leave your information My phone got ran over by jay leno Submission by ya boy kev
Verse 1 I know your tired of bouncin so check this here we got tha back breakin club shakin beat for this year yeah..so peep the steelo and the flow I gotcha head noddin cuz your neck already knows so pass the mic and watch Skillz rip fast and have niggas up in parties catchin whiplash slash the wack..who tryin to bite my style take yo ass to da old school and part your fuckin eyebrows I comin through to about to get set so act like WU..Protect that Neck I still calm..Im still tendin to the song I be blowin up spots like I was sendin out mailbombs stya calm and be noddin see Im like a black president(why) cuz niggas aint seein me has beens they both like bad skinz so face it after this joint yo we passin out some neck braces
Chorus I gotcha head noddin cuz your neck knows it phat check it out like this and then like that [Repeat *4]
Verse2
My track packs enery like nuclear reactors I be Mad Skillz and this be the Nod Factor after Mc's smoke me take a toke I'll fuck your career like the cast on Diffrent Strokes no joke..I see airlines and start aimin rhymes My shit will have hard niggas in soul train lines bumpin wit this big black broad named Belinda oh you rap dont say jack and walk quiet like a ninja I injure..beats so you can expect to go to Cairo so I can practice checkin that neck and got set cuz guess what I'm the one to set it you regret it cuz my beats employin paramedics I wet it yeah and it will stay that way I know you'll be back you probably got some rhymes on lay away But I be here freakin fat funk to make you sweat do me a favor and tell your neck that I aint finished yet
Chorus(Repeat *4)
Verse 3
I perfect raps stick in under your skin either your noddin by now or your dead or a mannequin my friend resistin aint good for ya health put your tool on the shelf and just go for self Get help..get da drink and get the hidin get your groove on before he get gis glock and gat up the party like Gotti I'm runnin thangs from the inside rap better wait because your style done died And let you corny-spiderman Mc's sayin nuthin put your clothes on backwards if you feel like frontin Im huntin for beats/on point like cleets wit da brand new sound you can pump in ya jeeps..It be the Nod Factor rollin hard like tecs Im Skillz for real bringin it to you somethin stank this track will be in ya ear like new wax/now max and tell your neck veins to relax...
(chorus) It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down
I be that nigga bringing fat funk freestyle perspectives Rappers couldn't see me, they hide it fucking detectives Check this when I flex this, put it on point That nigga Skillz droping foucers in your local due joint Im still paying deuce and saying cruise Still geting up at niggaz asses like that little brothers Underudce Shoes haotatin' in ya air, it aint news I stay on bitches like Dano Kariges At partys I retaits and make niggaz wanna fight So when they play some reggae keep happerseein' to the right Rigth outta my life you and ya hoddie bitch Seein' thous of body, whitin no infron of me V.A running shit, you best be believe it If Im up and commin, all ya niggaz is down and leavin' Hit me with a tound when I come to ya town When you see my face, you know it's about to go down
(chorus) It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down
Now if I told one time. I told you before child You can't toutch one kid, who got two billons styles Mean wild, when it comes to mics I be cheeting Im destend to find new ways so ill MC's And Im real with this, I come of like a scat It's the dread heads checking for repesenting north add Kids pack tacs, I pack technics Lyricol contact, now Im strapped on the streetz Freezby aient, niggaz be trying But standing next to me kin but so in lyricele dyin I wrote the rhyme n' wrote the next rappers back So before you run up in my face, foe, remember that And dance in the art n' main tain A rapper speaking for real like ban-jis when it's swinging Not yo bond MC's, don't aim to ever round And bust off like four pound Now bust how they go down
(chourus) It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down
Yo, my sex and be mic checking and MC decking You can buck me I ain't contry I never said I wreck it (true) So wack MC's chill with defesistnts Cause the minist that I freestyle can probably shoop n' your entistnts I make beats to stort Rappers be getting court I swear all MC's be sampling my fucking thoughts It's on when I hit the metchinon, beat acsin' at your show Na, nigga I boo be check your microphone Droping rappers and black hole, hell and head n', pull n' girls of smore like Pam Grier, seveny seven You can't work a verse, pass it When I come in niggaz start wrecking win like Din Jackins Thinking they asking, lyricle breaking backs My shit is hot, my reggae come, shouldn't be fucking prengsing wacks (You don't repesent nigga) Nigga hide that sound Check your battle stats, cause it's about to go down
(chorus) It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down baby, It's goin down
[Mad Skillz] Uhh.. nine-five shizzot, in the hizzouse Uh what nigga? Tch, uhh, uhh, uhh..
Watch my style rise like ? on your eyes And battlin is hard, like retards becomin Jedi's Watch the dread fry, submerge it from tripes Born from a virgin, with a eye in her back So where you at -- when I choose to chew through rhythms makin bitches WOOF, like they had seven niggaz with em MC's is sleazy, plus they styles is easy Fool take that shit to help son and give it to fuckin Wheezy or Helen, I'm crackin open MC's melons Tonight aight yo, I'ma leave some microphones swellin (Man I be flowin) Whatcha flow got to do with me? Yo I'm wiser so be Pryor and act like you can't see I'm the abyss so wack niggaz take a dive I'm over killer beats the average kids won't survive You wanna battle? Come on and bring it on son I got your whole family tree on the tip of my tongue
Chorus: Mad Skillz (repeat 4X)
Floatin lyrics, from the tip of my tongue I swing (swing) I sway (sway) I swung (swung)
[Mad Skillz] Check it I flow with tight raps, niggaz get a tight face Attitude's, like I parked in they handicapped space but I wets it, wrecks it when I mic checks it Givin girls my number backwards, tellin em I'm dyslexic Don't front -- you know what type of shit I'm on Rippin mics of all types, Verbal Master Sha-Kwan You were warned about the Northside click Bitch, flex, and get your neck stretched like Dionne Warwick Let me lick a shot for all my niggaz in the streets Gettin ill keepin it real doin what they gotta do to eat Compete and get hit with dizzy techniques The only crossin over I'm doin is a motherfuckin street So listen, I get in where I fit in and word to God I like beats hard like holdin your shit in, sit in on the session watch your body get numb A real MC keeps his skills on the tip of his tongue, what?
Chorus
[Mad Skillz] Verse, tre, who's tryin to leave in a hearse today? See Skillz has skills since your great grandma'a first birthday In the worst way, my styles be diesel My crew ain't goin no-fuckin-where nigga we the Forever People Gettin rid of, bullshit, when I bang ya So MC's don't talk to me, just consider me a stranger Take a toke I hope you don't choke Cause if you ever see my shit it'll be through a kaleidoscope Leavin marks to embark then gettin beat sparked Floatin lyrics from the tip like an ark I got rhymes to stand the test of time I'm bound to climb, when I go one time for your mind I'm fulfillin my purpose in life, pah (what is it?) See I was put here so wack niggaz, would know how wack they are You know who you are your shit's saggin, word is bond My shit's tighter than five virgins in a Volkswagen
Chorus 2X
Do you have any idea how tight, that, five virgins, well, fuck it..
[Extra P] We bout to bring em out We bout to bring em out A lot of niggaz in this rap world, come out, and dumb out Me, I bring the bassline and drum out Plus write scriptures, that bust bright pictures When Mad Skillz, ?Cool Reef Daddy? plus Tip just stepped inside the lab, to keep the Extra Skillz Ab You either true fat or cut the flab On the microphone hot it's Skillz before heat A wack nigga rhymin, kills a raw beat And I got both, bout to cook up a loaf of bread on your motherfuckin head!
[Mad Skillz] Yeah, here comes that kid Mad Skillz rippin styles with perfections Makin rappers uncomfortable like they had yeast infections I'm prone to rip microphones, keep rap sewn Step on niggaz domes, leavin crews with Down's Syndrome I'm Skillz, ending out the Extra Abstract Grinding on nouns, hittin verbs from the back It's like that, that's the only way it'll be So if it gets said nigga, it got to be by me I represent V-A well, peace to the Cella Dwell Washing-tons of rappers up, like my first name was Denzel Who wanna come test and attempt to come near I shaked your puny record sales and end your career Lookie here, no need to get fly and shit In ninety-five, I'm on sucka MC wanna die shit To your chest and watch the mic get ripped Mad Skillz, Extra P, and my brother Q-Tip
[The Abstract] Huhuhuhuhuhuh *shuddering sound* like the Doc Bruce Banner Hit you with a ray which is similar to Gamma Do you believe in miracles, ? like I believe in myself, but I don't believe in you What you need to do is get faith Take your spiritual, out your body, put it in a higher place Cause I'ma bring out, the Holy Ghost in niggaz in my lyrical church, and I be hostin niggaz, uh Submergin bodies in water, you know you oughta lose all the glitter and flash, and get raw ass I've been ordained by the feeling, to keep the hip-hop raw hoppin and the wack rappers reeling
Chorus: Mad Skillz
Who got the shit that make your wigs go back? Yeah, WE GOT THE SKILLZ that be Extra Abstract Who's packin shit to make your wigs go back? Yeah, WE GOT THE SKILLZ that be Extra Abstract Whose got the shit that make your wig go back? Yeah, WE GOT THE SKILLZ that be Extra Abstract Who got the shit that make your wig go back? Yeah, WE GOT THE SKILLZ..
[Mad Skillz] Yo, check the status, I write madness like Sutter Kane Body-snatchin MC's and pullin souls out the frame You know my name, V-A's invincible Mad Skillz Intoxicatin rappers like eight million Advils You comin black, bring your lyrics, fuck a gat Don't play, every real nigga in V-A got my back I come strapped with lyrics and hooks intact You ain't gettin shit, Virginia'll send your demo tape back Don't waste your time tryin to sound like me Nigga treat me like a sleeping lifeguard and just drown for me I take you back like the Ebony Island in the three twenty-five, with your fuckin wife freestylin
Uh, like that Mad Skillz, Extra Abstract Keepin it real on the set Yeah, catchin wreck Yeah yeah we bout to blast off Mad Skillz bout to blast off Tribe Called Quest bout to blast off Large Professor bout to blast off All around just blastin off East coast, we bout to blast it off Down South gotta blast it off Uptown you gotta blast it off uh V-A you gotta blast it off
Yo it's the weekend, time for freakin, no doubt Hit the mall, get a hookup, night falls and I'm out Pick up my man (Whattup Hobbes?) from around my block Get nice, pump the sounds, now it's time to hit the spot Crews downtown freestylin off beats If heads start whylin I got the glock in the seat Hectic out front, some chillin some wild Tonight I'm takin a niggaz girl like Ill and Al I freak raps so black they let me through the back The DJ was on point, the joint was packed Females were all of that, I'm seein nothin but dimes Moet on ice, yeah it's time to go for mine Dancefloor got packed when they played All Night Long Brothers that front with blunts passin round the ? Crew mode in effect, party can't go wrong This is strictly for my peeps that's gettin they groove on
