Make It Fast

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Peanut Butter Wolf - Rap

Make It Fast

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[Intro] What, what Sometimes, I hear the tracks Detroit Sometime I here he split No-no-no, not me Come on [Chorus: sample & Guilty Simpson] "Make it fast" I ain't got time to talk, you better "Make it fast" You think that every nigga should walk, my nigga "Make it fast" Make yourself extinct, hurry "Make…" [Verse 1] Never depreciate, shit I'm better than ever Rap terror, livin' nightmare, when you wake up I'm right there I train while you're asleep Hip hop veteran known to have a fetish for heat With hard times from when a nigga said it was me Shortly afterwards he fled the po-lice Keep running bitch All your tough talk, the crew ain't havin' none of it 'nuff said, whenever we bump heads I guarantee we gon' be on some other shit We flex muscle and plan our next hustle To make the checks double And kick back and puff a bit Guilty Simpson's the hitman you're fuckin' with I stomp the bitch ass out and wouldn't scuff a kick I keep the females hot as hell with suck a dick Open your mouth, hurry [Chorus: sample & Guilty Simpson] "Make it fast" I ain't got time to talk, you better "Make it fast" You think that every nigga should walk, my nigga "Make it fast" I got a schedule to keep up, homey "Make it fast" You think you got the breaks, speed up, show me "Make it fast" Every second moves closer to death, so do it "Make it fast" And you never know what you got left so move it "Make it fast" If I put the proper time in the music, we gon' "Make it fast" Slow lane's for the bum, this is my life [Verse 2] I walk through these hip hop shows In my mind like "fuck these ho's", they ran through Saw an episode after we rocked Sorry baby, that's a no can do, we outta here I bust pistols, due to my trust issues I don't have it in me, pass the Remy Drown my sorrows, a dangerous man and the sad part You might see me downtown tomorrow My man Dilla saw potential in this So for now I keep a pencil in fist, and jot poetry Now that people notice me in the D I can't walk through, without havin' e'rybody to talk to I slide by and play the wall Zone in to the music with a plan to take it all It's destiny True to it like forefathers ahead of me Why change it from the true form, let it be This R&B rap shit gon' be the death of me Hit makers recycle the same recipe You niggas better stack that cheddar Your times up, you couldn't fool the people forever Get out [Chorus: sample & Guilty Simpson] "Make it fast" I ain't got time to talk, you better "Make it fast" You think that every nigga should walk, my nigga "Make it fast" I got a schedule to keep up, homey "Make it fast" You think you got the breaks, speed up, show me "Make it fast" Every second moves closer to death, so do it "Make it fast" And you never know what you got left so move it "Make it fast" If I put the proper time in the music, we gon' "Make it fast" Slow lane's for the bum, this is my life [Outro: Guilty Simpson & sample] Definition of a true MC I ain't the next nobody, nigga, I'm the first me Definition of a true MC I ain't the next nobody, nigga, I'm the first me "Make…"

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Credits

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  • Guilty Simpson
  • J Dilla
  • Rob “Roy” Raindorf