Everybody Know

Everybody know you fucking up the game

Everybody know you shit and don't bang

Everybody know you never push cane

Never shot a thing, lame juice running in your veins

We out here gaining power, getting paper, getting pussy

We out here gaining power, getting paper, getting pussy

We out here gaining power, getting paper, getting pussy

And didn't have to sell our soul

It's Statik KXNG shit, everybody know

I came in this game without a dime in my name

The reason they fuck with me, I was rhyming insane

Every line was designed with violence and pain

I spit and started climbing the ranks

Acapella nigga, five minute fling

Then I was riding a train home, fuckin' with Ramen

Doing stick ups with rusty llamas, we ain't got nothing in common

If I told you my life story man, your stomach will vomit

Now I'm big enough in the game to light a blunt on a comet

We the commission, we kill 'em, we ain't seeking permission

Amber alert, I'm prolly with your freak and she missing

I'm expecting some head 'til I'm in a fetal position

She want breakfast in bed, bitch better sleep in the kitchen

Speaking of sleepin', they sleep on me often

People are talking way more than they need to be talking

Them presidential suite you're sleeping in need to be coffins

Aye, proceed with some caution when you're speaking of bosses

Your main piece can get tossed and I'mma leave skeet in your office

I'm lethal and heartless, y'all niggas so weak to me

If you say something hot, I'mma be shocked

Like seeing Stephen Hawking recently walking or easily jogging

Your features be garbage, the flow so queasy and nauseous

I'm sick, wheezing and coughing, man this rap shit so easy I'm off it

I just do it for the real ones who rest in peace and died

Man somebody gotta keep them nigga legacy alive

Everybody know you fucking up the game

Everybody know you shit and don't bang

Everybody know you never push cane

Never shot a thing, lame juice running in your veins

We out here gaining power, getting paper, getting pussy

We out here gaining power, getting paper, getting pussy

We out here gaining power, getting paper, getting pussy

And didn't have to sell our soul

It's Statik KXNG shit, everybody know

Bitch niggas do it for the fame

Me and you will never be the same

Power, paper, pussy, 187 on the haters

Statik Kxng and we illest in the game

Bitch niggas do it for the fame

Me and you will never be the same

Power, paper, pussy, 187 on the haters

Statik Kxng and we illest in the game

And everybody hol'up, it's obvious the streets know

From Starlet to Secret Sunday, even the freaks know

My Slaughterhouse shooters are deep on the East Coast

And you don't wanna see my Long Beach niggas in beast mode

Fuck with us, them damn hammers blasting in this bastard

Your homies gonna be puttin' bandannas in your casket

Niggas got hands, Van Damme or get his ass kicked

Rock you to sleep, the sandman will have your ass, bitch

The return of real is on the cusp

So linkin' up with Selektah, that was a must

Even Pandora knows you niggas suck

I could never listen to your station and expect to hear us

Everybody know you fucking up the game

Everybody know you shit and don't bang

Everybody know you never push cane

Never shot a thing, lame juice running in your veins

We out here gaining power, getting paper, getting pussy

We out here gaining power, getting paper, getting pussy

We out here gaining power, getting paper, getting pussy

And didn't have to sell our soul

It's Statik KXNG shit, everybody know