Текст песни
I'm going to the other side
And it's making me fall
All I can do is stare at the wall
Stare at the wall of mine
Stare at the wall, stare at the wall of mine
I know
Who knows?
You know
We know
I know
Who knows?
You know
We know
How to get down
All we know is how to get down
And around town with styles this deep
This deep
Mentality wise
With different personality sides
We got skills to bust these rhymes
On a high level
Clever
To a point you remember every word of this song
This strong, ain't nothing wrong
How I be writing this
Reciting this to perfect this
Multiple times for a purpose of why I
Stay practicing every time every line
Got the super power pencil pistol type flow
To mesmerize you, paralyze you
To a different hype
Different like, on this real hip-hop
Non-stop to make your heart drop
Pop Glock, I'm a real b-boy with a ice rock watch
I'll make you fall off with my unique top rock
I know
Who knows?
You know
We know
I know
Who knows?
You know
We know
How to get down
5, 4, 3, 2, Homie, what's good?
It's your boy, Big Heck
When I'm on the mic, I always come correct
Don't even trip or you will get chin checked
Night and day, we stay blazing blunts
In my 64, on our way to the beach
To chill with some fly bitches
In this world snitches get stitched up
Fuck with our dough you will get your lid split little bitch
Don't end up with a toe tag for doing some dumb shit
Everybody wants to be a gangster until
It's time to do some gangster shit
We're all addicted to something that takes away the pain