letra de what's the deal - blaq poet
[hook 2x: scratches by dj premier]
“what’s the deal”
“what’s the deal”
“what’s the deal”
“what up premo man”
[verse 1]
i ain’t no pimp, i ain’t no motherf-cking baller
i ain’t no motherf-cking player n-gga
i’m a real motherf-cking rhyme sayer n-gga
don’t get it f-cked up, i still will lay a n-gga
now look, i don’t give a f-ck about nothing
straigt ignorant n-gga, got a dagger to digging a n-gga
too much motherf-cking queensbridge in the n-gga
too much hennessy and weed up in the n-gga
blaq po’, n-ggas already know what it is
whoever the top dog is, i’m going for his
point blank, period, off with his wig
no hesitations, no negotiations
you ain’t know i take this rap sh-t serious
no gimmicks and dumb sh-t, no silliness
i hold the steel, sh-t is not a game, it’s real
if looks can k!ll, oooh, how the pain will feel
[hook]
[verse 2]
it go, fee, fi, fo, fum
i smell mad p-ssy in this industry, thun
none of these n-ggas can get with me, thun
they be fumbling, can put the clip in their gun
tripping over beats while i bob and weave them
n-ggas want a breeze from rap, who needs them?
i send shots at n-ggas for no reason
and the rest of y’all might as well make plans on leaving
the more i go, the beats get harder
words get sharper, skies get darker
blaq poet, the eye of the tiger
n-ggas acting tough, they b-tch like mariah
i can’t believe ya think ya illing
ya n-ggas ain’t villains, ya twinkie fillings
now me, i got that real raw sh-t
kick in the door, go to war sh-t
it’s on
[hook]
[verse 3]
no you might not know what to do with this
’cause ya been hypnotized by all that foolish sh-t
be easy, take it slow, let it marinate
then it’s gonna hit ya, i hope i didn’t get you late
i got the dangerous flow with the bangingest beats
for my n-ggas locked down and playing in the streets
pour out a little liquor
for the n-ggas that ain’t here to wild out with ya
this is hip-hop 3rd degree
must have the ability to burn mc’s
i came here strictly to catch some wreck
that n-gga preem got some beats to blast your neck
year round records, that’s the deal
make real street music, rap for real
i’m not a prophet, but here’s a prediction
when i’m through, you’ll have a poet addiction
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