Switch Siders (feat. Jersey Gore & Johnny Slash)

Yall some switch siders Can't spit unlegit rhymers Do anything to get comas You peach cobblers, got no honor Yall some switch siders Can't spit unlegit rhymers Do anything to get comas You peach cobblers, got no honor We everywhere you nowhere, the streets never seen you Street life is unfair the people don't believe you Blow eighths down with my people Hot box in a Buick Regal Seen junkies smoking a pipe and others banging with needles No willie's that sell you hype and brothers willing to feed you So I stay above the water gotta soar like an eagle Doing business with my equals by working we split it equal Brick City we illegal yeah the home of deceitful You rap clowns is comical One uppercut will sit you up, yeah I promise you The bars will have you off guard, you never know what Imma do Yeah bring the goods out You only outside cuz ya punk ass got put out Playing hide and seek in the bushes with your foot out Wack rappers ain't hard to find Weak lines make it hard to rhyme Same results you get all the time It's all a con it's no shocker I'm on the throne getting dome by the best topper While the rest watch us, stop it you out of pocket What, you want that fly shit then come to me Want the grime shit, I promise dem no worry we Me, TR rude boy never hurry Dem better scurry In the skillet with the curry The wrist flurried Ice it down then I wipe it down Tripping thru the closet got it looking like a Nike Town Scorching hot virgin wool Valentino sweater Cooking niggas bout to throw these bitches in the Webber It's Trilla, Trills, and Prince Ak (Jersey Gore) Yall fronting with the music get ya LP shot Silencer of the glock Pop they never heard it Crash while they swerving get your staff and your EP murdered They wack they deserve it We Hip Hop purging while they splurging Smoke in the air cause a diversion, gun bursting Shit so loud the earth jerking Got the ground jumping, checking they self like they found something Yall some switch siders Can't spit unlegit rhymers Do anything to get comas You peach cobblers, got no honor Yall some switch siders Can't spit unlegit rhymers Do anything to get comas You peach cobblers, got no honor