Intro (I Told U)

Lyrics

[Intro] Polygraph is now on We're here today to ask some questions to help clarify your history to the public I will need your complete honesty during these procedures We'll begin with a couple base questions so we can test the equipment Is your name Jason Zarate? Yes Are you 30 years of age? Yes Were you raised in Moses Lake, Washington? Yes Kay our systems are ready Time for our first quеstion Are you a product of the streets? (Are you a product of thе streets?) (Are you a product of the streets?) [Verse 1: Z] Grew up in the motherfucking Lake, they wanna see me I was walking into beady rappers sipping on a brew Ain't nobody fuck with me except a couple homies Ain't nobody wanna know The Z, especially in school Killing motherfuckers on the microphone before they ever woulda thought I coulda like I told 'em I would do Like I told 'em I would do (Like I told 'em I would do) [Chorus: Z] Now slumping in my motherfucking old school Dab heads looking like they Goku Hate to say this shit but I told you In the booth with the charts and the chrome too Slumping in my motherfucking old school Dab heads looking like they Goku Hate to say this shit but I told you In the booth with the charts and the chrome too [Verse 2: Z] Somebody get the people tell 'em I ain't feeling right unless I'm walking in a venue 'bout to murder Yeah Put me on the sizzle, talk a burner Then, count me all my cheese and get the burger, shit I'm gonna be that trick that they ain't talking when they rapping again Talking about your life when you chopping you ain't snapping I don't know, but I'm in the gutter Getting a five minute nap and jack Office said this nap you did, I'm back inside this booth Show what the weather look like when they ask who made the Quran Why the fuckers wanna look tight when they don't know what to do? Somebody be the one to put the burner in they tooth They talking .24 in they faces stuffed the gurney in the coupe Somebody get the preacher cause I'm flowing out my body What they burning in the booth? That they was searching for the truth Now with the fuck I make is homie I don't think they do They trynna to vomit in my food cause I'm in hell I'm with Abdul [Bridge: Z] Brainsick Brainsick Firing Squad Firing Squad Getting drunk like Getting drunk like Compete like Beat the beat [Chorus: Z] Now slumping in my motherfucking old school Dab heads looking like they Goku Hate to say this shit but I told you In the booth with the charts and the chrome too Slumping in my motherfucking old school Dab heads looking like they Goku Hate to say this shit but I told you In the booth with the charts and the chrome too