Young Godz

Lyrics

[Intro: Justice] Check it out Uh-uh-uh-uh, one-two, one-two, baby Young Dirty, uh baby, Justice, I like this Young Lord baby, Brand Nu, Killa Beez [Verse 1: Justice] I watch Star Wars, just to see Yoda My thoughts get iller, as I get older A young soldier, since I was pushed in the stroller My first days of writing was with the paint roller Skills more advanced than you fake MC's Numbers of casualties, increase gradually As you challenge me, the ultimate J-U-S-T, I-C-E, G-O-D, Godbody More than a hobby, that ran through my body Petite from a comb with a rhyme that's knotty And blast like a shotty, for those who act snotty Tryin' stop me, poisonous injected, neck protected Styles is reckless, I'm creepin' MC's when ya least expect it Expect it [Verse 2: Young Dirty] Niggas think they kill phantom, but I killed classic Shoot automatic, strapped to straight jackets Killing massive, bodies disappearing like flashes They ask the Young Dirty when it matters I keep on stashing, Killa' Bee, I keep on stabbing Something like a fashion, it's a warning Wake up from your snoring, Dirty bout to get on it On and on, on and on, switching form It's on and on, Bush covered as the day go on Indirect shot, meet the block, two for the hour Cops come in, nigga, yes I will devour Blood dripping out talent, knowledge one more hour High, shots to the heartbeat, fast like fifty darts Hitman killing smart, they blood turn to form of melting rotten Niggas scattering like retards, where I live, you can find bodies in K-Mart Pushing shopping carts, I got killing points, with [Verse 3: Young Lord] Yo, it's the Young Lord, you know the one your wiz run toward Battle it out, and my tongue is the sword I run in a code with Supreme Mathematics Anyone get in my way, they catch static Electrons, neutrons and protons I'm thirteen, I give you one to grow on I keep flowing, like so on and so on It's showtime, and we about to go on Little Lord J, Young Dirty, Young Just' Ain't nobody messing with us Study ya lessons, 'cause they a blessing That keep you manifesting and not guessing It's a song how I deal oppression King Kong got nothing on me, I'm, something to see From Brand Nubian to the Wu Killa Bee It's the Young Gods, yes, G-O-D