The Formula

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Nobody fucking with us Rittz up in this bitch, when I spit I'm a warrior Still got that Crown Royal in my cup, 'bout to pour it up Biggest independent in the game, if you lame we're ignorin' ya Everytime I get with Tech on a track it's historical You better warn these hoes, I said... [Hook] Watch out for your spot, here I come, I'm warning ya They said that I'm hot, really I was just warming up Haters wanna see me flop, I'm outperforming 'em Everywhere we go people point at us They wanna join us 'cause we making noise We was born with the formula Strange Music got the formula Tech N9na got the formula White Jesus got the formula People wanna point at us They wanna join us 'cause we making noise We was born with the formula [Verse 1: Rittz] From Atlanta to the MO From the second that I connected with Tech I set the precedents Killin' a beat for Seven's effortless Rappers stressing us, so what's or who it do You know who coming neck to neck with us Nobody - I'm just resurrecting Keith Sweat for the heck of it Sometimes I hate my aggression it gets the best of me Like I was possessed and I need the exorcist Until they hear me I keep rushin' up the field like Emmitt Smith Cocky like a boxing champ Do excuse me 'cause my mind is kinda like a lava lamp Savage like I'm Macho Man Medusa logo on the side of my Versace lens Thinking like I should be singing in a Mariachi band Hola, que pasa guey? You should really watch the way you stepping to me Fuck around and now you lost a leg And now you look like Drake in his Degrassi days Crippled, lame as fuck, and it ain't tough for me to spot a rotten egg Had to squash you, homie, I'm a giant, I'm colossal You a cartoon drawer, motherfucker I'm Picasso I just need a Xannie bar, a couple shots inside my nostril When I'm Michael coming harder than Lamar inside a brothel Fuck a rapper, I would rather be compared to Aristotle, where the bottle? Simply miss, another Caribou, where the Lou? Pussy fronting with a gun they scared of you, scared of who? Somebody better go and let them know that what they better do is [Hook] Watch out for your spot, here I come, I'm warning ya They said that I'm hot, really I was just warming up Haters wanna see me flop, I'm outperforming 'em Everywhere we go people point at us They wanna join us 'cause we making noise We was born with the formula Strange Music got the formula Tech N9na got the formula White Jesus got the formula People wanna point at us They wanna join us 'cause we making noise We was born with the formula [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] Pop pop pop pop off at the mouth How I do it so fluid spew it, never soft as a mouse Sick as sewage, I grew it too, it's coolest talk at the house Missou is the truest, you is foolish, flossin' about Bickin' it back and I'm bein' a better one Somethin' better was never done If you wanna win this cheddaring, you really better go get a gun Yes, I'm packin' the potion that's never lackin' promotion Have you stackin' and toastin' 'cause now you rappin' and grossin' People set in they sin, 'bout the bread I'm makin' That I made and never gave it, yo, where the heck is they been? Said the label ain't charitable, gonna be checkin' they chin The second they grin you really want it step and say when But I'm in Monaco, on a boat, puffin' that chronicle Dishonorable when they hate the Snake and Bat logo upon the coat So if they wanna mope and leave us, you can bet I'ma vote Gassin' like Conoco and killin' 'em off is comical You should prolly think about it 'fore you get up and you doubt it 'bout the pen game, definitely insane I will become the in thing, music will then change Take your family and friends brain, now they within Strange The formula Rittz got it to a T that's why we gettin' the sound spread around now With Tecca N9na right beside 'em, you know it be goin' down diggy-down diggy-down-down! [Hook] Watch out for your spot, here I come, I'm warning ya They said that I'm hot, really I was just warming up Haters wanna see me flop, I'm outperforming 'em Everywhere we go people point at us They wanna join us 'cause we making noise We was born with the formula [Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko] Yes sir Kali put the rocket in the pocket and the feet upon the dresser At first, so dope she wanna off the God, I'm guessin' I'm a bless 'er Jonny and Donnie, we get money, no Illuminati We show at the party, you feel like it? Let us in yo body Oddity, how did he make 'em a commodity? Hardly handle the bussin' it's a part of me I feel like we're picking on other rappers and labels They ain't sitting at the table with us, able as us Maybe they division is 'cause they lacking in paper and we pay bills What happened to some cray deals Snake and the Bat, we lackin' on nothin', we'd be gauge strapped Sayin' that rap it ain't 'bout nothin', they be frontin' frontin' Takin' 'em back to putting paper in people's hands So fecal on evil people, I'm making all the people dance I know there'll be a lot of handgrabbin' and man baggin' Even if they pants saggin' they be damn faggots I'ma stay in creased khakis with a tan jacket They can stand back 'cause Sam going ham sandwich Bringing the same same mainstream game to the Strange team game 'cause the people really borin' ya When we chop, it's kinda hard to understand we be Speaking like a foreigner, maybe it's the formula [Hook] Watch out for your spot, here I come, I'm warning ya They said that I'm hot, really I was just warming up Haters wanna see me flop, I'm outperforming 'em Everywhere we go people point at us They wanna join us 'cause we making noise We were born with the formula