J Dilla
Come Get It (Alt Beat)
[Verse 1: Elzhi]
Yo, I heard you was lookin' for me
Well, it's sorta like you lookin' to be in the wrong place
With your arms wavin', gettin' took for ya things
That ice emblem, your Benjamin and your Timberland
My raps finish 'em like strokes to black citizens
Attack your women friend
Pull her hair 'til it's straight like she half Indian
Collapse many men doin' laps around meridian
Aim for your chest like I'm a titty man
With a fetish for feelin' him
Wit' a iron fist that lift like helium
What y'all n***as want? Shock therapy?
You pop barely and fold up
You never blow up, no, you're full of hot air to me
Another rapper claimin' he hot
But couldn't be if he was Damien's pop
That was oncе an angel from God
Get my jock out ya mouth now that I'm hot
Can't beliеve n***as'll stoop so low 'til they limbo with the cock
Well, I'm tryna get over like a Alche to sober nights
Y'all n***as ain't spittin, y'all just soakin' mic, gettin' hot headed
But my shoulders ice, that's why I catch the cold eye
That's why you catchin' holes, guy, inside your four-door ride
I let four more slide from out the barrel
Then my n***as speed to punch you in your back
To knock you out, apparel
[Outro: Elzhi]
You lookin' for me under a rock, a bush, or a tree
I jump on your block and stomp you 'til my foot is asleep
You lookin' for me, run in your spot, bullet and heat
I bust off a Glock and snuff you 'til you put in the deep