The Bizness

Lyrics

[Intro: Blacastan] Hey yo Doap Hey yo Doap These niggas is cooking with lard, ock They cooking with lard Stop f'Allah ockey What they doing ock? [Verse 1: Blacastan] We fouler than them niggas from the Cobra Kai dojo Snatch bitches outta kimonos, lay pogo, no homo Everything I write's brutal I throw ten at your wife's noodle Singapore rice noodles They acting like I won't clap at the pigs Wiling out like I dipped a whole packet of cigs Shit I bootleg my own shit like an African It's Blac, Eso, and Nix, we doap trafficking Shell spits in your face, you won't laugh again You said you God body right, well do the math again We stack squids like Pablo with milked out diablos Heh, my niggas be the williest From CT to Philly, my affiliates is O.P.G That's A.O.T.P., that's D.T.Z., I represent U.E Hear me, pass the cake, clear me, family [Hook] Let me tell ya bout the business... (scratching and repeat) The product is dope [Verse 2: Doap Nixon] My whole life I thought a bitch put a hex on me Voodoo doll shit, clapping any Mexican Crack fiends getting paid for messages You paint pictures but your colors is wrong Denalis in the parking lot, the willies is [?] Gods 30 deep and they all gorilla strong There's real shit been calling me These new niggas is rapping, but they ain't half as hard as me Too many gimmicks and they music is trash On this Earth just passed 10 carats and ash That's that Liberace, we don't rock Versace (what you cop?) Cop my white tee from the ockeys I swear there ain't many dudes that can hang with me Call my up top fam come and bang with me (Eso!) Esoteric's a vet, Blacastan is my witness And y'all pussies get tha business [Hook] [Verse 3: Esoteric] Who want it with Doap, Blac, and E-S? Hey yo I take him to the ledge Hang him off the cliff, show him death Lyrics brolick like Shrek with that ogre breath Boba Fett, Robotech Back of the lab of vocalists You back in the game but focus less You really hoping less Pick a game, any game Poker, chess, I poke your chest Hope and flesh with Storm Shadow weapons, keep stepping All my Philly Pharaoh fam, gotta keep reppin And we better than evil, clever and evil I'm a veteran people rocking Loeb's You won't find me in American Eagle I'm deadly like a heroin needle You heard the Boston Pharaoh, got you fearing a sequel Now listen, I won't try to rehabilitate y'all or facilitate y'all or silver tape y'all The harder they come the iller they fall Giving y'all the business But this ain't the type of company you really want, is it?