All Of The Lights

[Verse 1: Noah Vinson] Niggas my sons, I'll put a Nigga in a foster home You ain't no threat I'm Jango Fett, this episode two I abort the clone Sorry for the people that brought the clone Jean Paul Gaultier cologne Wait.. smell it in the air I'm strong I'mma act fool till the camera Off What you talkin bout'? Fuck outta' here what you bloggin' bout? Best in the bronx, Next in the bronx Everybody needs to pull a compas out Where the fuck is the competition? I'm hurt, Your work, Your ethic ain't on point Oh My God , Mothafuckas looking like desert Why Niggas want to hate on me? I'm leader..general L.O.P You Undecided and can't deny it You pause, In general T.B.D I'm the new shit bitch , PSP Vita looking for a P.Y.T Lisa you gon' have to hit the bahamas up in a Airplane B.O.B Niggas actin' Hollywood Kill your shit I probally Could Feel your shit I probally Don't Fix your shit you probally should First off your manager, your publicist, your man and her Could suck dick, thats four lips on 1 stick thats Amateur No beef shit, you really can't handle us L.O.P gon' kill the comp RIP put a candle up Cept' for the niggas that ran with us Claws, Denzil, Flojo, Score, Frank Ramz with us You already know that the Bronx whats up Everybody else thats hating on , this that shit you been waiting for Damn right it's shots fired, y'all Mothafuckers better hit the floor Fuck around bring the whole click to war You ain't even ever have to click to pause All that dick sucking your lips are soar [Verse 2: Frank Ramz] Move out my way , or you get found out by the Bay I know some Haitians that kill for 'nathan Thats why we stay friends so sak pase map bule I do stay up in the bronx where my crew lay Your crew sweet like my kool-aid Or the chess team back in my highschool days Why you play so damn much when there's so damn much opportunity Running through this world for you and me To co-exist in a unity Instead you insist on coonery And really didn't bring no room to be Bullshittin' out here in these streets So if you ain't dead its soon to be I could talk about swag but (Fuck that shit nigga I got bars) And I could talk about cash but (Fuck that shit nigga my life hard) I got scars, I got stripes all of my life Putting work on the mic and I work for the right Reasons fight for the rights I believe in with all of my might Fuck all of the lights, I don't need that shit I could still get it crackin' like chapped lips Matta' fact get it jumpin' like back-flips On a soft matress something like magic Finna' cause havok to anyone rappin' Niggas all talk, I don't hear action Niggas be ratting, I get cheese and leave them all stuck Thats what I call trappin' Fuck is you askin'? Is my passion matching My drive do you see me crashing? Mashing the gas In a fashion that got me overlapping everyone in my bracket I pay my dues, and my taxes you niggas foolish you lacking What I'm packing, The full package and K.A.M.O is my caption And we clappin on the backboards anytime that we score or we go for The three or the dunk, you act foul And you gunna' be eating my sneakers for lunch So beefs what you want? Cause when it comes to the beats I will knock out your teeth With a punch and if you try to run with your feet I'll unleash my beast for the hunt [Verse 3: Rich P] Is it just me or there's haters everywhere I go? They assume that everybody black rob, so everywhere like whoa But I am America's Nightmare I'm Young, Black, and don't fight fare Yo' Bitch can't leave this woody alone Cause' a nigga got a buzz lightyear Dubai that's our pass First baby that's our class Indoor beach that's our swag Sand on the inside like an hour glass I live for today , sicker than Jay Class by myself ain't no splitting the pay Sitting it safe, I'm spitting to stay A motherfucking genie couldn't wish me away Which means a nigga permanent Tell them niggas get it straight like you perming It My flow butta' I'm Churning it Stronger than tequila with a fucking worm in it These rap niggas suck they giving hickeys Niggas like "rich you sitting pretty" And thats cause' all my niggas with me Got my unit on the web like This Is 50 (LOOK) A little tatted need some arm ink (LOOK) And the bars full of punches like prom drinks (LOOK) If you sleepin' on me wait till' that alarm blink (LOOK) Put deodorant on the chopper my arms stink Oh you thought you was fly, my nigga I got news I'm sinning swimming in women, my nigga I got pools Graduated from the streets, oh no thats not school (LOOK) But I'm shining on tracks, my nigga I drop jewels That number one spot... he don't want that shit You should watch the throne, cause I'm sitting on that shit Get dressed and I take flight daily fix then I break night If a nigga really want to hate right, choppers everywhere like we make bikes That one chance is finally here Cause life used to be a blur but now its finally clear Cause DJs be knowing my records is hard Bringing it back like they renting a car Giving you niggas a lesson with bars I'm saving the game like a memory card