Get Shot

Yeah

Man

Dikembe

Mutumbo

Yeah

I be the man in front of the fans ganderin'

Standin' in spotlights fam, ya panhandlin'

Adament, most top tens you been ramblin'

Runnin' off at the lips big, Pam Anderson

You's a real sad man, play the mandolin

You sittin' home like, "should, could" with your wood panelin'

Face it, you stuck in the basement and panickin'

Stagnant and can't move, a damn mannequin

Everything you do in your life is self—damagin'

Drug scramblin', raw sex and gun brandishin'

Can't stop, you got shot, the doc bandagin'

Meanwhile, I'm in Spain up in a Spanish inn (Woo)

Bad cutie with the tannest skin

Then, we tellin' the bartender give us ya best brand of gin

Hip—hop's work we got a big advantage in

Ain't rich, not yet, damn, but ya man's managin'

Understands we can't be stopped, get blocked

You don't wanna get shot

Read my rap sheet, nigga, cl— classics

Dikembe Mutumbo of this rap shit

Understands we can't be stopped, get blocked

You— you don't wanna get shot

Read my rap sheet, nigga, classics

Dikembe Mutumbo of this rap shit

Anyways, I spit fierce flows so many ways

I been nice since piggy bank, savin' my penny days

Before the Hypnotiq, Alizé and Henny craze

Way before Barry Bonds

Guess I'm callin' this Willie Mays (Willie Mays)

While you sittin', spittin' your silly phrase

I been writin' and recitin' something that really pays

That long list is what man wants outta life

The twist is, God won't hear him until he prays

I'm from a block where there's many strays

Many cats boostin' at Jimmy J's

Tryin' to get 'em somethin' that's hot

So when they walk in the spot, they be shinin' like semi—glaze

Salt—N—Pepa, BIG, now plenty grays

Gimme Prem, Marcos or gimme Dres

Gimme Pete Rocks or gimme Blaze

Big up Jazz Jeff, he from Philly where Gillie stays

Understands we can't be stopped, get blocked

You don't wan— you don't wanna get shot

Read my rap sheet, nigga, cla—classics

Dikembe Mutumbo of this rap shit

Understands we can't be stopped, get blocked

You don't wan— wanna get shot

Read my rap sheet, nigga, cla—classics

Dikembe Mutumbo of this rap shit

Marco, what up man? It's Shy

You prolly won't get this 'til you land, but yo

I just wanna say, like

What you're doing right now, taking this huge risk

I mean

We always talk about what we'd give up to do this music

And how dope it would be to move to NY, but man

You're actually doing it

Yo, I'm proud of you, bro

Even though some of the homies think you're crazy

You already know I'm rootin' for you, man

Anything you need

I'll be right here every step of the way

Time to make hip—hop history, yo