Aged & Laced (Street)

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Sandman] I'm giving you something to grow on that'll keep you In orbit like electrons. Phonetically blessed, yet I'm so calm Sand and Rasco got you bleeding. Solo homo sapien Raiesd in southern Cali, born in Cleveland The nucleus of soft niggas' pet peeves and the marrow Of narrow back injuries. Century devil Fatigue flak jacket, warrior on the prowl Cats be cramming my style like backflipping in attics With low ceilings. I'll tap 'em out with headlocks And no feelings attached and this is all fact Nonfiction, a hundred percent jurisdiction When this dialogue is sprayed in the middle of fog With the senses of a dog, riddles of a demigod Caps simple, yet it seems hard to trust. Walk with us Experience first-hand the psychopathic thoughts Emblematic landslides while you fantasize [Hook: Rasco and Sandman] You niggas is pretend actors to it and we stealth While you live in the Sand, afraid to fend for self You niggas need to stop wasting our time and face it: You can't catch what you can't understand, so stop chasing 'Cause water and milk and coffee and gin and Foes ain't friends. Suppose this was the end You niggas need to stop wasting our time and face it: You can't catch what you can't understand, so stop chasing [Verse 2: Rasco] Man, you niggas can get the suplex Five deep in front of your duplex Semi-automatic, we at it, we cause static I'll be in this game and cause havoc High velocity with the speed you need I leave niggas in the weeds where they can't be found Hop right into the whip and head straight to the town Surround-sound capability. Fuck these cats That ain't feeling me. Hit y'all with full artillery I made a run for the fifteen hund Me and Sandman leaving y'all shocked and stunned Number one Cali agent. The same niggas that Won The West heard the rest, but I wasn't impressed I'd stress green if I was fifteen or sixteen With nothing on my mind but grades and prom queens I'm thirty years old. I got a family to feed So never talk shit about a nigga's wants and needs [Hook: Rasco and Sandman] 'Cause water and milk and coffee and gin and Foes ain't friends. Suppose this was the end You niggas need to stop wasting our time and face it: You can't catch what you can't understand, so stop chasing [Verse 3: Sandman] Try to block a barrage of obnoxious phantom shots That connect like electric shocks to your subconscious Draining all the bullshit and nonsense, stripping your thoughts Topless. And it won't stop 'til calamities The copilot inside the cockpit. Understood? I'll bang when I slam pigeons and camp under your hood Damage it good for all the time that you're wasting I'll pace my design—never haste. Aged and laced [Verse 4: Rasco] We'll be the most unexpected. My style can't go Undetected. Too many signs of hot rhymes Sixteen shots to your knot, we rock With the certified shit that be sweeping your block We be right up in your spot in the place to lace Take Henny to the face, we straight with no chase We giving y'all a taste, baby, line for line Rasco and Sandman, we be ready to shine [Hook: Rasco and Sandman] You niggas is pretend actors to it and we stealth While you live in the Sand, afraid to fend for self You niggas need to stop wasting our time and face it: You can't catch what you can't understand, so stop chasing 'Cause water and milk and coffee and gin and Foes ain't friends. Suppose this was the end You niggas need to stop wasting our time and face it: You can't catch what you can't understand, so stop chasing