Casual Get Off It Lyrics

Get Off It Lyrics

Intro: 
 
Hah, ay youknowhatI'msayin 
Hieroglyphics in here... forever 
Hah hah! 
 
Verse One: 
 
Aiyyo peep it, the back breakin mack takin titles 
Vital to the right I'll make men ache when 
they try to step, but charlatans are within 
the range of danger, which keeps me callin 
friends I meets more fake fools than real ones 
But it takes clues and hits to make moves with sense 
And since I'm-a rhy-mer, I need to take time to 
give niggaz reminders 
Who's the best, confuse the rest 
Abuse crews with the news they paid dues to my death 
The defter, slept on, long enough 
So now I pissed the stronger stuff 
and break out a bomb to puff 
Wrong! You can't hit, I lit it 
Get it, nope, because you, counter-feited, dope 
I hate fake guys and you make eyes follow with you 
hollow tips through, your hand, you're left dead 
 
Chorus: repeat 2X 
 
Get off it, I know you know I know you're on it (3X) 
Get off it, I know you know, I know you know 
 
Verse Two: 
 
Hip-hip hooray! Dip skip away from the forte 
of freshness nuff skills impresses the West is 
all up to my ingenuity, you will be 
comparing, to the rare men, we're aware when 
daring situations get your face in 
your crew's areas, so you move gregarious 
Whatever you rhyme you do sh*t that's putrid 
and noisome, so why voice em, crew's get 
beaten until inanity 
Hieroglyphics can it be 
We're the best in the planet G 
Wiz niggaz are jealous 
But I fight what you bend with teeth 
so you can see if you can dig the G-R-O-O-V-E-S 
cause we be fresh 
For cypher a few the sneak-iest 
When kids wanna fade me, great 
But behold I got Seoul like the Olympics in eighty-eight 
So ladies wait for the coming of the He-Men 
You're on my nuts or that's how it's se-men 
The mastermind is never apprehended 
I screw the ruler, to fool the joker, and going up 
like the smoke of a phattie, add me 
to the shitlist, cause I be that 
I know you see that, we phat 
Livin larger than life 
I be the Zenith, clean with, mean stuff 
Taking charge of the stifiling 
Oppressing the dop-est in the sector 
Respect the, dope rhyme wrecker 
Hope I'm cleanin, when you think you're seein 
a massy Josh B got the beat like Rodney 
So King me, cuz I jumped ya 
This is how I checkah, foe 
Hit even the pecker, yo 
Getting to respect the, bro 
L-I-F-N-I-C you now know 
 
Chorus