Black Star, Apani B Fly - Hater Players lyrics
[Black Star, Apani B Fly - Hater Players lyrics]
Yes everyday, somebody ask me where all
The real MC's is at? They underground!
There's mad talented cats underground
With that raw shit
Nah'msayin'? Bringin' them raw skills
Nah'msayin'?
Really, to me, it's a Small Wonder
Like Vicki why I'm picky
These niggas suck like hickies
And still get to slip they
Shit in like Mickies
I'm sick of these hater-players
Bring on the regulators with the flavors
Ain't no farm team fuckin' with the majors
Like a river, how I run through it
I do it so cold
Freezin' up your bodily fluids
Your style is old you runnin' ya mouth
Don't really know what you be talkin' about
You should retire, get
That complimentary watch, be out!
Yo, with the quickness, so swift
You miss this lyrical fitness
Now get this these MC's wanna
Test me like litmus
Bear witness I'm like shot
Clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots
My point is your flow gets stopped!
By all means, you need more practice
Take that ass home
Everybody lookin' at you fish tank syndrome
In full effect, I stay catchin' lyrical wreck
And keep it blacker than the back of yo' neck
What you expect? MC's hollerin'
'cause we developin' the followin'
Gettin' played like Stone Love
Tapes and dollar Vans
Order reverse your universe
So your demise is first
Before your rise, it gets worse
You need a night nurse like Gregory
Beggin' me, "Stop
It hurts!" is what you say to me
Like that's supposed to mean somethin'?
You the one I seen frontin' in the club
Your act I don't buy it, I got the dub
Come on, everybody, come on
Just show your love
Come on, everybody, come on
Just show your love
Come on, everybody, come on
Just show your love
Come on, everybody, come on
Just show your love
Come on, everybody, come on
Just show your love
Visions occupy my synaptic space
Command and shape
To illustrate my mind's landscape
The tall grass, the low plains
The mountainous ridges
Thickets among the forests
Rivers beneath the bridges
Presence of hilltops, lit up with tree tops
Eavesdrop, and hear the incline of sunshine
Nine stones in orbit, refuse to forfeit
They all form a cipher
And they came to absorb it
I follow suit, and face it, embrace it
Shinin' bright
But still I'm careful not to waste it
Destined to rise
'cause I'm basement adjacent
Spirit is still, so just chill and be patient
Some heads approach like I'm the
One to base wit'
Clowns about to scream and shout
But don't say shh!
I ain't your student, so I ain't to be tested
I'm majestic
I represent my strength without effort
My, method is unorthodox, but of course
It rocks my serious synopsis will drop-kick
My topics run the gauntlets
And galvanize the audience i must represent
I don't come off with no corniness
It's all luminary, despite commentary
Some people say, "Mos, how you get so?"
My son will make you jump around like calypso
And, murmur to yourself like a schizo
There ain't no bottom on the Emporkirche
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Here we go, Black Star
Hop on the Black Star line
We 'bout to take y'all home
Nah'msayin'? Here we go
We got all markets on lock
From meat to stock black Star
What? Throwin' like Kid Rock in bars
Men flock to where we are
'cause it's the place to be
I grab my pay, jump on stage and deface MC's
We sell our souls like Spawn and come
For the throne I sit upon
Freestyle or written songs, shit
We can get it on!
Goin' back and forth, forth and back
All across the track
Passin the mics like quarterbacks
Of course, it's phat! Get off of that!
Reverse psychology got 'em scared to
Say when shit is whack
Out of fear of bein' called a hater
Imagine that! We ain't havin' that!
Reachin' past the star status
That you grabbin' at
My battle raps blast your ass
Back to yo' natural habitat so floss
'cause what it costs ain't worth it to me
(Why?) 'Cause I'm the one these Spice
Girl MC's wanna be
But they can't, ain't no points for effort
So why bother?
'Cause your girl calls my name
Out like Clarence Carter
Clarence Carter, Clarence Carter!
(I be strokin', that's what I be doin')
A yo, as we rock harder
And always drop the bonafide head nodders
A yo, later for these hater-players
Yo yo, yo yo, later for these hater-players
Black Star keeps shinin'
Black Star keeps shinin'
Black Star keeps shinin'
Black Star keeps shinin'
The real MC's is at? They underground!
There's mad talented cats underground
With that raw shit
Nah'msayin'? Bringin' them raw skills
Nah'msayin'?
Really, to me, it's a Small Wonder
Like Vicki why I'm picky
These niggas suck like hickies
And still get to slip they
Shit in like Mickies
I'm sick of these hater-players
Bring on the regulators with the flavors
Ain't no farm team fuckin' with the majors
Like a river, how I run through it
I do it so cold
Freezin' up your bodily fluids
Your style is old you runnin' ya mouth
Don't really know what you be talkin' about
You should retire, get
That complimentary watch, be out!
Yo, with the quickness, so swift
You miss this lyrical fitness
Now get this these MC's wanna
Test me like litmus
Bear witness I'm like shot
Clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots
My point is your flow gets stopped!
By all means, you need more practice
Take that ass home
Everybody lookin' at you fish tank syndrome
In full effect, I stay catchin' lyrical wreck
And keep it blacker than the back of yo' neck
What you expect? MC's hollerin'
'cause we developin' the followin'
Gettin' played like Stone Love
Tapes and dollar Vans
Order reverse your universe
So your demise is first
Before your rise, it gets worse
You need a night nurse like Gregory
Beggin' me, "Stop
It hurts!" is what you say to me
Like that's supposed to mean somethin'?
You the one I seen frontin' in the club
Your act I don't buy it, I got the dub
Come on, everybody, come on
Just show your love
Come on, everybody, come on
Just show your love
Come on, everybody, come on
Just show your love
Come on, everybody, come on
Just show your love
Come on, everybody, come on
Just show your love
Visions occupy my synaptic space
Command and shape
To illustrate my mind's landscape
The tall grass, the low plains
The mountainous ridges
Thickets among the forests
Rivers beneath the bridges
Presence of hilltops, lit up with tree tops
Eavesdrop, and hear the incline of sunshine
Nine stones in orbit, refuse to forfeit
They all form a cipher
And they came to absorb it
I follow suit, and face it, embrace it
Shinin' bright
But still I'm careful not to waste it
Destined to rise
'cause I'm basement adjacent
Spirit is still, so just chill and be patient
Some heads approach like I'm the
One to base wit'
Clowns about to scream and shout
But don't say shh!
I ain't your student, so I ain't to be tested
I'm majestic
I represent my strength without effort
My, method is unorthodox, but of course
It rocks my serious synopsis will drop-kick
My topics run the gauntlets
And galvanize the audience i must represent
I don't come off with no corniness
It's all luminary, despite commentary
Some people say, "Mos, how you get so?"
My son will make you jump around like calypso
And, murmur to yourself like a schizo
There ain't no bottom on the Emporkirche
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Here we go, Black Star
Hop on the Black Star line
We 'bout to take y'all home
Nah'msayin'? Here we go
We got all markets on lock
From meat to stock black Star
What? Throwin' like Kid Rock in bars
Men flock to where we are
'cause it's the place to be
I grab my pay, jump on stage and deface MC's
We sell our souls like Spawn and come
For the throne I sit upon
Freestyle or written songs, shit
We can get it on!
Goin' back and forth, forth and back
All across the track
Passin the mics like quarterbacks
Of course, it's phat! Get off of that!
Reverse psychology got 'em scared to
Say when shit is whack
Out of fear of bein' called a hater
Imagine that! We ain't havin' that!
Reachin' past the star status
That you grabbin' at
My battle raps blast your ass
Back to yo' natural habitat so floss
'cause what it costs ain't worth it to me
(Why?) 'Cause I'm the one these Spice
Girl MC's wanna be
But they can't, ain't no points for effort
So why bother?
'Cause your girl calls my name
Out like Clarence Carter
Clarence Carter, Clarence Carter!
(I be strokin', that's what I be doin')
A yo, as we rock harder
And always drop the bonafide head nodders
A yo, later for these hater-players
Yo yo, yo yo, later for these hater-players
Black Star keeps shinin'
Black Star keeps shinin'
Black Star keeps shinin'
Black Star keeps shinin'