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Yeah (serious)
For the niggas in '94
Who tried to doubt the flow
I'ma let y'all fools know (serious)
It don't stop, until I put my bank on fat
Me go broke? Nigga, how could you picture that?
It's no joke, this ain't no fly-by-night thing
Just another hype thing
Coming from Big Mike, man
Look, the B to the I to the G
To the M to the I to the K to the E
Will stutter-step all over your ass
If you let me, sweat me
Never will you niggas come close
The motherfucking house, so won't you get ghost, nigga
Like that, push, you're gone
Oh, I thought you knew it was on
The P-E-T-E-R-M-A-N
Is fucking up the scenery, so run and tell a friend
Once again, never blend, but I roll through your set
Got that heat for yo' ass, A-Dog left your homeboy wet
Dripping sweat from my cold-ass black skin
Putting motherfuckers on they back just for asking
Who is Big Mike? Who is Peterman?
Still that gangsta-ass nigga nobody can understand
Fool, I'm something serious too (serious)
(You know you something so serious) step away
(You gotta be something so serious)
(You know you something so serious)
I consider myself a joint and everybody wanna take a hit
Vic, another hit 'til I got a lit
Reclining on the couch blowing smoke out the nose and mouth
And like a rose, that simply fades out
Leaving 'em fiending, not believing what they seeing
They be asking, "Is this nigga real or am I fucking dreaming? Huh"
But you ain't dreaming, you fucking with that potent, Killer, nigga
So take it like when you be toting
Ain't no choking, 'cause every time you hit me, I'm smooth
Feeling cool, got yo ass in that gangsta mood
Like you rewind, step back through time
Feeling like a pimp and now you wanna keep your bitches in line
Got your ass feeling wonderful
You really take your rag, grabbing a zag, then you rolling up another one, fool
'Cause I'm serving that shit that's making you niggas aggravated
Something serious, I know you hate it, huh
(You gotta be something so serious) yeah, like that
(You know you something so serious) fool
(You gotta be something so serious) so serious
(You know you something so serious) yeah
It's a motherfucking murder when you heard of a nigga like me
On a flowing spree, fucking up son of a bitches majorly
Get the spoon ready 'cause mama got the soup on
I'm shopping for bodies and I ain't even got a coupon
It's the Peterman, niggas'll never understand
I was born with this mic attached to my fucking hand
So that means I was a MC since birth
Blessed to take over the Southwest
I got my hand on the trigger and ready to pull it
Any son of a bitch who crossing me bites the bullet
My opposition is small, my niggas are fit
I'm known for putting out hits on these motherfucking tricks
So run and get your motherfucking crew, before I hurt ya
'Cause, like I said before, this is a motherfucking murder
And I'ma keep on murdering, yes, I keep on murdering
Lick shot, lick shot, until I hit your blood clot
Yeah, 'cause you're dealing with something serious
So run and get your crew while you're hearing this, fool
Yeah, make a move, huh
And watch this motherfucker show and prove
(You gotta be something so serious)
(You know you something so serious) that's kinda freaky, yeah
I'm something serious
(You gotta be something so serious) yeah
(You know you something so serious) what's up South-side
(You gotta be something so serious)
(You know you something so serious)
(You gotta be something so serious)
(You know you something so serious)
(You gotta be something so serious)