When I Say

Lyrics

[Commentary] Yeah, this is another J-Skub, [?] beat, yeah [Chorus] Yeah, it's the feelin' that's makin' you stand up It's the heart, it's the soul, it's the shit And it starts with us puttin' our hands up And just pumpin' the air with our fists Like we don't care They come knockin', we ain't there Ain't no time like now So you wanna get down? Yo, when I say "bounce", you bounce [Verse 1] Just when you thought we'd match Get your seat back, feet up and relax Fuck that, we relapsed and OD'd from the heat I got an IV from my vein to the beat See dudes in vain tryna beat the flow Like they in the same vein as me but uh, no Nah, no, this swagger swayed like a vagabond Cavalcade the bombs, shit, not what the maggots on Not the same cookie cutter, I took it up another Couple o' runs like it's nothin' but fun Pressure come down, fuck it or run I ain't budge, it's on before a punch been swung And look, I'm sorry to bear bad news But you airbag soft, we jet black smooth You jazz flute rap fucks, I'll swear fags move or Check out the bottom o' the Air Max 2s like what? [Chorus] It's the feelin' that's makin' you stand up It's the heart, it's the soul, it's the shit And it starts with us puttin' our hands up And just pumpin' the air with our fists Like we don't care They come knockin', we ain't there Ain't no time like now So you wanna get down? Yo, when I say "bounce", you bounce [Verse 2] What? Back to basics Bash your head to the beat when the bass kicks Goin' ape shit, yeah, right here Only ones stoppin' us come in riot gear When the beat knock babies out their high chairs And the flow with the lion's share with o' the prize there You got a rapper's worst nightmare So how the fuck could we possibly fight fair? Aright, yeah, it's a product o' God Plus years of guys spent of just stackin' the odds up Had 'em against me, high as they could get Took the chips and bet the whole house on my success Angry man with the button pressed So I aim for the best, yep, that shit, nothin' less It's Crooked Eye if you wanna test It's Illyal and J-Skub, come fuck with the best like what? [Chorus] It's the feelin' that's makin' you stand up It's the heart, it's the soul, it's the shit And it starts with us puttin' our hands up And just pumpin' the air with our fists Like we don't care They come knockin', we ain't there Ain't no time like now So you wanna get down? Yo, when I say "bounce", you bounce [Commentary] Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Shit We're almost at an end here But this next one's courtesy of none other than M-Phazes "Rock Star Shit" [Intro] M-Phazes, good gracious Illy What? One, two, three, four [Commentary] Yeah It's Crooked Eye, what?