Heads Up Lyrics - The Keynote Speaker - U-god

I dribbled in Philly, doubled down in Vegas 

Tripled off a nickel,???? 

Tipped the off blood, money and smoke 

And I swear the state wrote any rhymes that I quote 

Here on? about, stuffing the couch 

Making sure that shit is slammed right in your mouth 

I'm laying on? stuffed them down 

Palms got itchy cause my girl? 

Checking for funny money purple life a marked bill 

Throw your dick in the dirt for chopped grills 

Open like a market of fleas and from 

11-7, son if you copping for trees 

And I'm only fucking with 20s and Z's 

If you get the wrong idea, you better come with the D's 

Cause the bank won't stop and the bank won't freeze 

A double dose of process and 4 g's 

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I spent a lot of time on the bounce to get it right 

Stay rough around the edges like a bare-knuckle fight 

Call me Smokey Robinson when I write as I'm a journal 

I keep the burner tough, deep inside the thermal 

And the way I hear you talking to me is irrelevant 

My laser sharp speech, makes me relevant 

Makes the ground shake like a gang of elephants 

And I came with mathematics, supreme intelligence 

So I can mix it in the pot and watch the? melt 

A wooden? on the block is just a notch on my belt 

Or invest in new? watch it rock it and sell 

When the pockets start to swell, I'm taking that lane 

Hit the button doors open like butterfly wings 

And the sound? on the summertime thing 

And we always up to something when the temperature's hot 

After now?? watch the landing gear drop 

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Lyrical battles I identify with 

I load up and exploit this fly gift 

The clip is filled with 16 bars 

Lead hits the paper so the loose leaf scarred 

The mic booth is bulletproof??? Auto fire from hooded youths 

In the darkest area assassin down to bury ya 

Decode a message from the fastest carrier 

This craft of trade with a sharp blade 

Double-edged sword your life in dark fades 

Turn murderous rap only means I killed it 

Up close and personal, Wu-Tang we filled it 

Mic masters Hip Hop's hallmark 

The big bang of rap and the center was all dark 

Then came the spark and we begin to rhyme 

And shine light on the world in the form of art