Stageridin’

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Frank Nitt] Yeah, it's like, who got it jumping? If you said Nitty or Lib, you sayin' something And it's nonstop like the tick goes tock Drop shit like pigeon drops flying from the rooftop Who's hot, who drops shit like this? Even ghetto bird booties be like, "That's my shit" Frank Nitt, Madlib, uh, no they didn't Connect the midsection and the west then it's hitting The underground hidden in the sunshine One rhyme, one beat, nothing like them niggas 'cause they dumb sweep We just let it beat in the jeep with the buddha Beats by Dre on your laptop computer I'm the future like Guilty said "Them chickens give me filthy head 'cause now they know my name" [Chorus: Frank Nitt] And I hope y'all ready 'cause we about to go on, on, on I want to see them hands up high Like you're looking for your dreams So reach for the sky, we go on, on, on And I hope y'all ready 'cause we about to go on, on, on Let me see them hands up All my real live people stand up We 'bout to go on, on, on [Verse 2: Frank Nitt] I'm electric, that's my plan I'm an honorary member of the jutang clan We that new thang, man, like Usain Bolt Go buy your own fire like we in a speed boat Might choke on the flame smoke, blunt rolled proper and When we runout, we see the weed doctor and The beats bang proper and I'm something like a pimp Roll up, get money then I'm out this bitch, then go on At the speed of sound, at this high speed with ease I move around All across the bubble, Frisco to Spain And when we go there, all the girlies know our names And no it's not a game, it's real life pimpin' And pimpin', if you're slippin' on your pimpin' then you trippin' And we go on [Chorus: Frank Nitt] And I hope y'all ready 'cause we about to go on, on, on I want to see them hands up high Like you're looking for your dreams So reach for the sky, we go on, on, on And I hope y'all ready 'cause we about to go on, on, on Let me see them hands up All my real live people stand up We 'bout to go on, on, on