Show & Prove

Lyrics

[Verse 1: D.G.] To Pitch Black and all my real niggas dealin' in raw Who move without authorization or regards for the law It's D.G. Terrorist, tear you down at the door Snatch your cake, cut it up and throw that shit on the floor Let you sleep at first, but now I make you wish That a nigga would stop rhymin' and just start to twist Who wanna fuck with this, belligerent lyricist? You gon' die from this, I'm deadly like the Fifth's Steady P.D. [?], I see you watchin' from a distance Pointin' and whisperin', tryna be us, but none's equivalent We rap the hardest and my rhymes past retarded I'm one of the illest, hustler slash artist I speak that real shit, just listen, catch visions See how I flip it, detail with nothin' missin' I'm therapeutic, but addictive, watch how you use me Listen the segments, measure the value, don't abuse me [Verse 2: Fast Kidd] Pass, you can hardly fuck with this godly mobly Rebellious party, catch yourself thinkin' probably I am directly, possessive remedy that's deadly Hazardous the help, warn your shelf with the Henny The shortys love it, the gap I got from my mother This brown skin brother strike a match undercover Never own the car, perform like a starter Only thing I buy out is niggas' game at the bar If the price is right we do it [?] style Tell me how I'm livin' very foul, 'cause I'm gettin' laid every style By juicy, big booty hoochies with oochie coochies No crab, no sushi, didn't spend luchi' The science behind me, Bayswater is where you find me God gettin' stuck, it's not like Bleach Cherish your life, do think twice, even while you bank 'Cause there's only survival space left for 5% [Verse 3: Devious The Black Seal] Grippin', rippin', robbin', beat down clobberin' Pearl Harborin', fuck sobbin', if I'm starvin' Bloody your garments, leave you Messy like Marvin I'ma finish once I started, I put my heart in it Take it to the limit when it benefit me and my clique Never forfeit, 100% deviant Motivated, meanin' when I say it, know the price Well end up payin', underground past the pavement The rawness, flawless, thug before this Hardcore rap shit, I was known to clap shit Split your cabbage, a nigga with a gun habit Married to my automatic, spit rapid Move traffic, count mathematics, splash faggots Spit my ratchet worth magic, write my name on your attic It's [?], you wouldn't wanna bluff this Puff dutches, fuck wantin', reach out and touch it Black Seal added two skills, one shot packin' steel Love it or leave it, fuck how you feel [Chorus] Pitch Black, show and prove, we make power moves We bad news for mad crews, now you lose We the real deal, you niggas follow the drill You'll be dead if a vibe be killed, let my Nine wail [Verse 4: G.O.D.] Yo my hands never shake, my peeps don't flake We suffer no casualties, go to no wakes I'm up early in the mornin' while broke niggas snorin' So if this ain't your callin', nigga, keep fallin' Pitch Black, drop the ghetto on my neck Now we all at that high postin' on the map I run laps around 72 tracks Avoid gun claps, pussy traps, and wire taps Now my MAC style like my rap style Bass like a crack vile, bust like a projectile Hit your hat rack, make it go senile G.O.D. style, lock the streets down like the p-nal Meanwhile, I keep hittin' niggas like the ball But want more 'til they done for So don't fuck around, it's better to skip town Nothin' over here but rounds and universal beat downs [Chorus] Pitch Black, show and prove, we make power moves We bad news for mad crews, now you lose We the real deal, you niggas follow the drill You'll be dead if a vibe be killed, let my Nine wail