Nobody’s Rappin Like This

Lyrics

Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo) - "Nobody's Rappin Like This" [Emcee(s): Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)] [Producer(s): Looie II] [Scratches: Looie II] [Intro: Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)] Yo. Y'all know who it is. I ain't gotta tell y'all niggas. Word. Yo. And, oh yeah, this ain't, this ain't underground, niggas. Nah, nah, man, you gotta, you gotta put this shit in a whole different category, man. You gotta put Agu in a whole different category from them niggas. Check it out. I'ma show you [Verse 1: Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)] Can't None of y'all ride on Agu. Bandwagons and dicks The only riding y'all do. I got the magic stick I will slide in your boo. My magnum kicks and puts Grains of leads inside of you, brain and head divide in two A funeral and hospital bed they'll provide for you You weak chumps are fakers. I tote steel Leave you with more lumps than Quaker oatmeal Y'all purple and yellow, but ain't Lakers, do windmills And backspins, but ain't breakers. I Rock Steady With a Heckler & Koch, I'm deadly. Y'all Cannot dead me—I'm not ready. It's a gunshot medley Like bitches, I like my guns hot and heavy. In My hand, it stops pulse rates. Bucking niggas, it pulsates On pussy-fucking niggas, usually the result's hate When I pull a trigger, bust straight into a nigga, frus- -trating to a nigga like he up in ass until he splash I beat up and slash, take your reup and stash. You Weak fucks be trash, same old weak stuff rehashed. Don't need A hit song—a fifth long'll heat up this bash Ditch the chrome, pick my feet up and dash 'Til I get home, kick my feet up and crash Watch about it on a News 3 Flash Find a bitch for the grass, make mami mash. Fuck with Agu, y'all gon' "Hurt" yourself like Johnny Cash [Hook: Samples with Scratches by Looie II] "What, kid? You talk a good one" - Sample from Prodigy on Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II" "Nobody rapping like this" - Sample from Mr. Voodoo on Natural Elements - "Live It Up" "What, kid? You talk a good one" - Sample from Prodigy on Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II" "Nobody rapping like this" - Sample from Mr. Voodoo on Natural Elements - "Live It Up" "What, kid? You talk a good one" - Sample from Prodigy on Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II" "Nobody rapping like this" - Sample from Mr. Voodoo on Natural Elements - "Live It Up" "What, kid? You talk a good one" - Sample from Prodigy on Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II" "Nobody rapping like this" - Sample from Mr. Voodoo on Natural Elements - "Live It Up" "But you don't want it" - Sample from Prodigy on Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II" [Verse 2: Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)] I know Niggas from out in BK never left their block, let alone Been out of BK. Weapons cocked, quick To let the chrome heat spray. Hear them shots Run a race like a relay—no instant replay The spot you get shot be the place you rot and decay Either you slang rock, rap, or got a sweet J Like the late great B.I.G. say, "It come to yay" I cut and create more scratch than a DJ Empty pockets make me hungrier. Fuck bullets—empty rockets You implode like the Space Shuttle Columbia The shit I ain't had made my brain insane and mad Training my sons to use guns like I'm Kane's dad 'Cause where I'm from, niggas young as them African kids In Zaire gun-blast and train for warfare Come through with clappers, smoke you in a barber's chair And all you rappers in the same boat, you harbor fear You don't want no problems here, I ain't a sucker. Homicide Of waters, I draw guns and paint motherfuckers, reacquaint Motherfuckers with Jehovah, leave 'em in white sheets Like Toga, and twist their bitches like tantric yoga. The Semantics is over. With the antics of a cobra, take The Grants, chicks, and globe, grams, bricks—man, it's over I damage a challenger. You're just a .25 Against a .45, man, you just ain't my caliber [Hook: Samples with Scratches by Looie II] "What, kid? You talk a good one" - Sample from Prodigy on Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II" "Nobody rapping like this" - Sample from Mr. Voodoo on Natural Elements - "Live It Up" "What, kid? You talk a good one" - Sample from Prodigy on Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II" "Nobody rapping like this" - Sample from Mr. Voodoo on Natural Elements - "Live It Up" "What, kid? You talk a good one" - Sample from Prodigy on Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II" "Nobody rapping like this" - Sample from Mr. Voodoo on Natural Elements - "Live It Up" "What, kid? You talk a good one" - Sample from Prodigy on Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II" "Nobody rapping like this" - Sample from Mr. Voodoo on Natural Elements - "Live It Up" "But you don't want it" - Sample from Prodigy on Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II" [Outro: Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)] Yeah, niggas. Word up, man. I ain't come to make friends. We ain't friends. I ain't come to make friends. I came to make ends, you nah'mean? You see me at the show, give me my props or whatever, and let me go on about my business—that's it, man. Word. I ain't here to make friends. This is war, niggas. War. I'm out to crush everybody. Fuck that. Let's do this