[king just scratched up]
[chorus 2x]
Hassan chop! yo, I cant stop
Givin you that off the wall hip hop
Hassan chop! yo, I cant stop
This the type of s*** that you pump on your block
[king just]
Off top, I came to blow the whole spot
Solid as a rock, my whole style is unorthodox
Astronomically bait, to a state
Where I create rappers rate, s***** ya bodies like the dirty mate
Wait, til you hear the next album drop
Cuz this s*** right here is strictly for the block
Put your hemp pump c***, licka shot if you wanna
Especially if you drink beer and smoke marijuana
Im a goner, to this world of society
Thats why kids admire me
It must be the sounds that I put in ya ear
Crystal clear, have no fear, in any mic I tear
In half or to pieces, my style is so ill
That my middle name should become jesus
Oh please kid, this is off the wall terror
A new era, man, I got the illest s*** ever
Whatever, if you wanna bring it, let it be brought
And imma watch the mob hold down the f***** fort
(hold it down) and show em what my skills can do
Real n***** represent from the m****f***in zoo
[chorus]
[king just]
Dont f*** around buck-o, Im stickin like stucco
Uh-oh, better get makeover, rhymes is play-do
The cradle who rock the hand, imma slam
Du-ra-du-ra, spinnin like rodan
No man can hold me down, Im like conan
The barbarian, m****f****s, Im crushin em
They cant uphold the king just touch of gold
Now everything I drop becomes a heavy load
I explode on the road, doin shows
Givin pounds to my bros, chasin after big ol widows
They know, that I got this rap s*** lock
From the desert oasis all the way to the hilltops
At the speed of a hat drop, I make you move ya b**blera
And make two-six buck shots, boy, you f***** blood clots
And why not, must I make the music?
As if not man, yo, I just might lose it
Dont confuse it, we all in the same game
You dont know me, you just know my name
Was it the fame, that made me insane in the brain
Drivin this track like a runaway train
All aboard, shaolin scored
We goin on a world tour, raise ya hand if youre sure
[chorus]
[king just]
Now whos true to hip hop?
Cuz if not, I throw em in the headlock
And smoke pot, like if I was raised in woodstock
The hand cot, got me mesmerized
Cesstify, look at the red in my eyes
Oh why, must you test the best of this rap profess
And guess that I would settle for less
Yo, Im stressed, and it keeps buildin up
What the f***, roll up, hold up, throw up
The stage, my face is on front page
Now Im a rage, they let the zoo n***** out the cage
Watch me raise, and burn s*** up like the inferno
Thoughts so deep you need to write them in your journal
Ask the colonel, my s*** is finger linkin
Im flippin, and aint enough s*** til I put the s*** in em
And strike like the 5 deadly venoms, and dead em
Forget em, f*** em, turn around and uppercut em
For frontin, talkin s*** and really wasnt sayin nothin
[chorus 2x]
[outro]
A new era, a new day and age
Off the wall hip hop
Raow, raow
Once again, peace
[ahh scratched up]
[chorus 2x]
Hassan chop! yo, I cant stop
Givin you that off the wall hip hop
Hassan chop! yo, I cant stop
This the type of s*** that you pump on your block
[king just]
Off top, I came to blow the whole spot
Solid as a rock, my whole style is unorthodox
Astronomically bait, to a state
Where I create rappers rate, s***** ya bodies like the dirty mate
Wait, til you hear the next album drop
Cuz this s*** right here is strictly for the block
Put your hemp pump c***, licka shot if you wanna
Especially if you drink beer and smoke marijuana
Im a goner, to this world of society
Thats why kids admire me
It must be the sounds that I put in ya ear
Crystal clear, have no fear, in any mic I tear
In half or to pieces, my style is so ill
That my middle name should become jesus
Oh please kid, this is off the wall terror
A new era, man, I got the illest s*** ever
Whatever, if you wanna bring it, let it be brought
And imma watch the mob hold down the f***** fort
(hold it down) and show em what my skills can do
Real n***** represent from the m****f***in zoo
[chorus]
[king just]
Dont f*** around buck-o, Im stickin like stucco
Uh-oh, better get makeover, rhymes is play-do
The cradle who rock the hand, imma slam
Du-ra-du-ra, spinnin like rodan
No man can hold me down, Im like conan
The barbarian, m****f****s, Im crushin em
They cant uphold the king just touch of gold
Now everything I drop becomes a heavy load
I explode on the road, doin shows
Givin pounds to my bros, chasin after big ol widows
They know, that I got this rap s*** lock
From the desert oasis all the way to the hilltops
At the speed of a hat drop, I make you move ya b**blera
And make two-six buck shots, boy, you f***** blood clots
And why not, must I make the music?
As if not man, yo, I just might lose it
Dont confuse it, we all in the same game
You dont know me, you just know my name
Was it the fame, that made me insane in the brain
Drivin this track like a runaway train
All aboard, shaolin scored
We goin on a world tour, raise ya hand if youre sure
[chorus]
[king just]
Now whos true to hip hop?
Cuz if not, I throw em in the headlock
And smoke pot, like if I was raised in woodstock
The hand cot, got me mesmerized
Cesstify, look at the red in my eyes
Oh why, must you test the best of this rap profess
And guess that I would settle for less
Yo, Im stressed, and it keeps buildin up
What the f***, roll up, hold up, throw up
The stage, my face is on front page
Now Im a rage, they let the zoo n***** out the cage
Watch me raise, and burn s*** up like the inferno
Thoughts so deep you need to write them in your journal
Ask the colonel, my s*** is finger linkin
Im flippin, and aint enough s*** til I put the s*** in em
And strike like the 5 deadly venoms, and dead em
Forget em, f*** em, turn around and uppercut em
For frontin, talkin s*** and really wasnt sayin nothin
[chorus 2x]
[outro]
A new era, a new day and age
Off the wall hip hop
Raow, raow
Once again, peace
[ahh scratched up]