Black-Ty, it's time to show 'em the other side
You motherfuckers, ain't readySticks and stones may, break my bones but
Words will never hurt, it won't work
So throw dirt on a nigga, and watch me brush my shoulders off
I ain't soft or lost, I'm C.E.O. the boss
Think about it, he done went from this and that and back
and ain't tryin' to rap, man we ain't havin' that
Says who, you? You ain't got a clue what I been through
Your ? done saught on me dude
We used to be cool when I was on the R & B side
Rap niggas are singin', I figured I'd give it a try
Can't be mad, you niggas never called me for a hook
The industry shook, I'm Black-Ty, open the books
Steady reppin the block, niggas know I'm from Watts
I'm keepin' it hot, the West Coast move won't stop
Straight out the do' for sho', got plenty collabo's
You niggas ain't ready for the wrath, don't make me laugh
I been doin this rap shit for years
Blood, sweat and tears, no fears
So let me be clear, I got medicine for your ears
And nah Dre didn't do it, shit is still how I bounce to it
(I salute)
Songwriters
JOEL CAMPBELL, TYRESE DARNELL GIBSON, ALLEN GORDON, JR.Published by
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