Stay In Your Lane Lyrics - Singles - U-god

Yeah, tired of all this shit God 

Channel you wanna come out? 

Niggas betta respect this shit 

I see, I see the same ol' rap cats gettin' real lame 

Same ol' funny cats, Radio Cats, Dummy Squads 

Get one gold record step in the party hard 

Like Tyson with ten body guards 

Quiet stormin', we still countin' enourmous odds 

One enter this shit, in a sence represent 

Just the sun drenched the Gods up 

Kept his law start date March 5th ninteen nintey nine 

Mighty healthy, wealthy for fine 

Braveheart, veins, respect mines 

Before the war happened, we connect to your glass spines 

And as we bash heads, clash nines, who said you could use my lines? 

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Who said you could rock my Wu sings? 

The golden eye chastisment, supreme team shit 

Spy versus spy shit, small crimes comitted 

Tryin' it wit' my shines on, gimme mines 

Suppost to be comin' wit' proper flows son 

Over the hill, headed with thrill on elephants till the buffalo guns 

The greatest of all times, this time, I'm not gon' say no names 

If you not one of the same, I suggest you 

Stay in your lane, stay in your lane 

Stay off my stage, stay in your lane 

If you ain't from the grain 

If you ain't my main man like RZA 

Stay in your lane, stay in your lane 

The run-away train double the sting 

Me and Edith stay beneath us 

Flip like Batman and Bruce Wayne 

Don't take my kindness for weakness, 36 peak shit 

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Sweetness, ride the bridges skim the bubbles real fridged 

Don't get mad 'cause we lived it 

As our dog we don't trouble you 

Tell your bitch and your friends respect that "W" too 

Y'all make me sick 

Renegade chicks, strap a grenade to my dick 

This shit is feather 

Stuck in a high, but more callibre job 

To rip your best in half 

We arm wrestle you till you beg 

Pop your legs in the pretzel 

The one in the flames and came out the drain, I suggest that you 

Stay in your lane, stay in your lane 

Stay off my stage, stay in your lane 

If you ain't from the grain 

If you ain't my main man like RZA 

Stay in your lane, stay in your lane 

The rain of Spain falls mainly on the plane 

Ready to bake this shit 

Snake verse crane 

Detrail me, hope I fell 

I'm hot on your tail people 

You can't be the light 

I came to Earth first by a meteorite 

Frog, analog, non descript, I gently empty the clip 

Crack the whip, rip you from your lips to your hips 

Chip for some men off, you fake dreds 

Action bitches about me and my black belt degree in rappin' 

I make a whole lot of shit happen 

The moister peal, oyster vapors 

Ember on papers, still scalpin' 

Y'all piggy backin' snakes 

Jiggy rap, shinin' like 'Pac, a whole fuckin' album 

This time, through the flames of triumph 

Through the flames of triumph 

I ain't go'n play no games 

I ain't go'n play no games but I suggest you 

Stay in your lane, stay in your lane, stay in your lane 

Stay off my stage, stay in your lane 

If you ain't from the grain 

If you ain't my main man like RZA 

Stay in your lane, stay in your lane, stay in your lane 

Mothafucka stay in your lane 

You ain't from the grain 

If you ain't my main man like RZA 

Stay in your lane, stay in your lane, stay in your lane 

Stay in your fuckin' lane 

Niggas 

Bang bang