Da Beatminerz Shut Da F**k Up Lyrics

Shut Da F**k Up Lyrics

feat. Apani B Fly, Jean Grae
You need to sh-shut the f**k up..
{*scratching in background 'Shut da f**k up'*}
Wha wha - Yea, yea
What, what - Beatminerz baby
Jean Grae, A.B. emcee, stay out
Yea take that, shut da f**k up
Know what I'm talkin about

[Apani B Fly]
I design this rhyme in my slime where miracles happen
Scheme; world domination, snatch Queens next Manhattan
So hold the Latin Quarter - behold the prophecy
I'm levitatin on water, demonstratin somethin properly
The A to the B, there can only be one
Freeze time through the needle when my vinyl gets spun
Get respect cuz I earn it, first time learn it
With the keys to six, but the five'll burst and invert it
Spray and burn it like I'm holdin areosol to a brick wall
Type my name indelibly, so my legend won't fall
Apani y'all yes yes, the rest are powerless
Who assassinate the queen, our strikers shut 'em down like gravity

[Jean Grae]
Who stay spittin flows that get underground booties and cats pissed,
Jean - black listed from shows, the rap antagonist
I work with ladies with brains twisted and talkin loud and shit
I'll liqour it, fire spittin women will knuckle you bit*h
You troublin whips, niggas rent, can't afford a six
Crash and when the cops come, you'll find me hurlin the fifth
We got no dough, frozen wrists, or Cris',
guns'll bust when wind blows
My fist could knock holes though nigga
Wittier shit, gritty as hell, pretty as f**k
Dirty as motherf**kers who actually f**k they mother's what
If you don't like it - then don't listen, but don't talk
I'll run up in your prom, with cans of blood on the catwalk
I ain't playin, have you standin there,
bloody, drippin, and laughin cuz it's all your fault
Shut da f**k up!

'So you wanna see how good you are?'
'It'll just take me to show ya'

[Hook 1 - Apani B Fly]
Now what you niggas wanna talk about - 'Shut da f**k up'
Stank hoopy bit*hes, and your bank account - 'Shut da f**k up'
A bunch of sh*t nobody care about - 'Shut da f**k up'
You silly bit*hes love to run your mouth - 'Shut da f**k up'
You shut da f**k up!

[Hook 2 - Jean Grae]
Now what these bit*hes wanna talk about - 'Shut da f**k up'
 
These strippers turn to rappers comin out - 'Shut da f**k up'
Who write your shit, you say its you, I doubt - 'Shut da f**k up'
You silly niggas love to run your mouth - 'Shut da f**k up'
You shut da f**k up!

[Apani B Fly]
This is real life rap, these niggas not ready for
No posin and crap, beg your pardon, por favor
Superior, Orator came jaws like Thor
Soon as I drop some thunder shit, greedy niggas want more
Run the play-by-play, tackle cats like a fullback
It's a dangerous game, come strong or get your skull cracked
Blahti raise the thermostat, collapse, robber formats
Dodge traps like the clap, do it for all ghetto blacks
Stand firm like I'm cemented, Jean Grae my comrad
Enter the Dragon, we demented, sick, and highly complemented
Slick witted, star figures, acid-laced hallucigenics
We fire-spittin bit*hes, disregard the bullshittings

[Jean Grae]
Niggas stay runnin your mouth, teeth or sh*t drippin off
Bottomed-out, permanent south, some bitter cats, so f**k y'all
We hot on wax, we hot on stage
My tongue's a twelve gauge, lips - uzis, spray the page
Y'all some click-n-drag niggas - chatroom with fag niggas
Backpack and bag niggas - play body and tag niggas
We raps best when we step in the ring
Get knocked 'fore the first bell, hell with the clock
We dirty be-atch (We drunk)
Apani tree'd up, chillin and speed Jean up
Y'all industry skeed niggas snortin the whole ki up
And still won't sign us, they rhyme but minus the clothes
Please, y'all just in jobs for these hoes
Yo shut da f**k up!

[Hook 1 - Apani B Fly]
Now what you niggas wanna talk about - 'Shut da f**k up'
Stank hoopy bit*hes, and your bank account - 'Shut da f**k up'
A bunch of sh*t nobody care about - 'Shut da f**k up'
You silly bit*hes love to run your mouth - 'Shut da f**k up'
You shut da f**k up!

[Hook 2 - Jean Grae]
Now what these bit*hes wanna talk about - 'Shut da f**k up'
These strippers turn to rappers comin out - 'Shut da f**k up'
Who write your shit, you say its you, I doubt - 'Shut da f**k up'
You silly niggas love to run your mouth - 'Shut da f**k up'
You shut da f**k up!

[Repeat Hook 1]
[Repeat Hook 2]