Lyrics

Yeah uh uh Yeah uh uh Yeah uh uh [Ilajide AKA Mr Pocket Jam] I got rhymes, mimes, hundred dollar crimes Police'll wanna test me, so I educate the mind My my, how minds die when heat rise No 9-5's niggas got 9's and 45's [L.A.Z. AKA 1080p] Why try none of my dogs got 9 lives Getting hotter outside, heard that it's raining' some felines Take the piece up out ya like Apples from Steve Jobs Even dangerous inside baby seen it on WiFi [Noveliss] Clear Soul taking over for the '99 Cheat codes for audio artillery got nine 9's Use your mind as a weapon and blast rhymes Then go back in time, bionic lines, Cable with the glowing eye [E-Fav] But the sticky gave me mind Before I hit that 9 to 5 That got me zoning, zoning out Conjuring up a paper route This life like a battle, castles, horses in a joust Guillotines and Queens yelling "Put it in your mouth!" [Chorus] They shootin' Baby better duck ye down No matter what they sound When they get hot, ye hear them loud They shootin' Baby better duck ye down They shootin', they shootin' They shootin' Baby better duck ye down No matter what they sound When they get hot, ye hear them loud They shootin' Baby better duck ye down They shootin', they shootin' [E-Fav] Comin' right to a city near you 4 niggas bustin' spittin' verses bananas that make yo favorite rapper poo poo They shoot, we steady lookin', that's that shit that feed the narrative Evident, we witnessin' killings right through the internet [Ilajide] Straight to the head, no Chia pet dude I'm photobombin' racist nigga who you pose a threat to? Infatuated with the cut like my name is Suigetsu So step respectful Before the blade'll sneeze up at dude God bless you [Noveliss] When I step through the skeletons in my closet Piled to the ceiling with rappers who smelled the chloroform on my kleenex Bury me a genius with a criminal mind Like Simon Phoenix swinging the Buster sword for Square Enix [L.A.Z.] Those great balls of fire, how flames [?] Soul glowin' on 68, [?] Mics gettin' blessings, receptions from Willie Beamen Turn up your AC aye 'cause this the season Yeah [Chorus] They shootin' Baby better duck ye down No matter what they sound When they get hot, ye hear them loud They shootin' Baby better duck ye down They shootin', they shootin' They shootin' Baby better duck ye down No matter what they sound When they get hot, ye hear them loud They shootin' Baby better duck ye down They shootin', they shootin' [L.A.Z.] [?] me, I got a nose for culture vultures Boxing with the gods, will dislocate your shoulder This fire'll end ya with ease like squeezin' Desert E's Snitch we Soul Calibur battlin' all our enemies [E-Fav] Speakin' of them not never mind You lookin' at a clever-minded individual No detrimental, elemental fool Rapping ravishing Rick Rude Local rhymer no drama My llama just be like click boom My niggas still the shit too [Ilajide] [Had a clip to close the shit dude?] Make ya pop up like Senzu That's why I be duckin' 'cause niggas be bustin' for fuckin' views Ooh, baby know that's us Got mine they can load that up [?] like a magic bum [?] you niggas won [Noveliss] I be the one, but I don't ever get the credit My mind levelin' small villages in the middle of sentences Survivin' the wilderness of the internet, rap Gilgamesh Slayin' the hype beasts with my mind free incentive My superpowers started flarin' up quick Ain't been the same since Ilajide smoked the terrigen mist Now bounce (bounce) Just bounce (nigga bounce) Just bounce (bounce) Just bounce (nigga bounce) [Chorus] They shootin' Baby better duck ye down No matter what they sound When they get hot, ye hear them loud They shootin' Baby better duck ye down They shootin', they shootin' They shootin' Baby better duck ye down No matter what they sound When they get hot, ye hear them loud They shootin' Baby better duck ye down They shootin', they shootin'