2010 BET Hip Hip Awards - Cypher 1

Lyrics

[Interlude: Raekwon] Yo Check it out, what's the deal? Raekwon the chef You know what it is, BET, the cypher, it's on Bones, Yela, Wiz, myself Premier, drop it (DJ Premier) [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Uh And we livin' material As long as the money straight, they wanna see me fall But I got a crib that's overlookin' the city, though And a line of ******* who wanna get in our videos Ten-to-twelve hour long trip, bong rips I ain't interested what you sellin', I run my own **** Made it through a long list, still in awe Some'll talk slick, but no contest, I'm best dressed That's why the ******* love me She leavin' you to come where the liquor and ***** be I'm glass floor, now you passport'in' overseas We watchin' the sunrise, smoke a ***** out on the beach Write my name in the sand, I never been a ***** Who had a lucky nothin', you can say everything I planned out Now I stand out, I fell asleep On the plane and woke up to people screamin' my name [Verse 2: Bones Brigade] Yo A raw rapper, jaw tapper, I'm more dapper Than your favorite rapper, he's not nice, just all swagger I ain't impressed by these wack cats, throw shots, and I clap back I burnt more rappers than cat stacks I'm undefeated, undisputed, raw and ruthless You're a student, I'm a tutor, y'all like Brian Pumper's jeweler Faker than silicone, who y'all know as ill as Bones? I was rocking mics back when y'all was watchin' Jenny Jones My whole life, gettin' money been the object While y'all stay broke like elevators in the projects For bringin' real rap back, y'all can thank me My jeans ain't skinny and my leg ain't stanky Nevertheless, I'm the best Can't teach me how to Dougie (Doug E.) 'cause I been gettin' fresh Just like a bottle of Sprite, my ice see through Jewels on my neck, you might mistake me for a Hebrew Hell of a diddy bop, 'burbs to the city block Your chain game, Arkansas, whole bunch of Little Rocks Bad to the bone [?] my Twitter, y'all can follow me Along with the other eighty-thou' that wanna swallow me [Verse 3: Yelawolf] Uh Yelawolf, Yelawolf, enter the internet Google my music soon as I finish this in a sec I grab a pen and set records and then a check Come, Julie Records, homie, because you been in a wreck Totalled by Yela quotables, dented by syllables Breakin' fenders and breakin' mirrors, the damage is notable, roll it Wiz, and bring it back like you stole a movie Hippies tripin', 'cause I spit groovy like sippin' patchouli Sittin' in a secluded Chevy, I'm reckless, unruly Havin' breakfast out wit' your cutie—check, please! Let her cover it, 'cause I'm still broke What a milf, though, for real though, better me that a dildo Catfish Billy smack a bitch silly Crack in a pack and packed in the pack out the sack chilli PFFF CHHH, yeah, I get her done Put a lump in her kitty litter puss and come get you some [Verse 4: Raekwon] [?] scuffed kick, come from a rough flick Bugatti clique, [?] on the road, unfold the whip Black car graffiti up, gleam me, first thing, beam me up I'm old school, my whole team be up Spankin' hangovers, soldiers so slow from Countin' boulders, I go home, bake [?] up Don of all dishes, my Wiz is [?] I know she love me, she bought me mad jewellery and whips But back to the projects, youngins callin' me "Legend" Finish school, I'ma buy you a 7 [Interlude: Raekwon] Stop the music, Premier Yo, rest in peace to my brother from the Wu Inspectah Deck, his [?] His mother, Miss Jason Hunter Mrs Hunter, we love you Rest in peace, this the cypher right here