Blu, EXILE - Simply Amazin' lyrics

To all you talkin' all that bullshit
I'mma put it to you like this
Ayo, I'm tryna make these niggas go bonkers
From London to the youngest in Yonkers
We So-Cal residential lyrical monsters
Gettin' women's attention like I'm
Rippin' a concert
So put your hands high 'til your arms hurt
I walk the earth just like
God works in mysterious ways
Your spirit's is swayed
Every time my lyrics is played
So please, stop givin' these lyricists praise
Cause they bluffin' while they bustin'
With a serious face and it's unbearable
These stereo rap tracks are terrible
I'm here to take care of you wack cats
And bury you back at wherever you came from
I'm carryin' this game on my
Back 'til the pain's numb

And I be bustin' on fucks 'til
I can't cum no longer
Losses, you gotta take some to grow stronger
I've conquered all you haters
Like a strong-armed dominator
Big dick condom breaker bit
A' baby mama maker
And ain't no time to take a break
You gotta break the mold
I'm from a place where cats are
Born to play the gangsta roles
Like hittin' switches
I was gettin' hit with switches
Until I switched positions
Now I'm playin' when the game is on
Y'all think y'all bangin' but
Y'all ain't as strong my pop a thug
I'm a son of a blood with blue Gators on
The record spinnin' his favorite songs
Now he's bangin' my shit on them same
Tables that he played 'em on nigga

"Sing along with it, if you didn't hear it
You gonna hear it right now"

Cause yo hip hop, it started out in the heart
A young nigga from the
Park sharp-shootin' with darts
Harpoonin' cartoonists talkin' too much talk
But walk a whole different stroll homeboy
You get sparked by the guy right here?
I make y'all niggas see the
Light like a bright idea
Heard you was lookin' for my weapon
But my tongue's right here
So you can act like a fool
But y'all be done by noon
Off a' one light beer so yeah fuck my crew
But let's get one thing clear
Y'all can't keep up with us
Because your lungs ain't clear
Y'all need a million dollar budget
And some punch lines here
All your boy need is one right ear
And I could probably change the world
Fuck you sold-soul rappers
After diamonds and pearls
Like you homo rappers
Y'all some go-go girls
With your go-go gadgets
Exposin' what you holdin' like
Your soul don't matter
I got a 'go-go get it'
Mentality, so battle me please
I just throw out some cheese
And y'all'll go-go at it
Got you reachin' for your 4-4 'matic
While I stagger motherfuckers with darts
I got my mojo mastered
The game is full of homos backwards:
Mo' hoes than rappers
No flows but keep shows packing
And us? Fuck that we goin' platinum plus
And still ridin' on the back of the bus
Cause the bucks don't matter

"Turn it up, stop frontin', come on
Turn it up" and from the start of this shit
I took a vow to never part with this shit
I put my soul and all my heart in this shit
But in return
I got burned like these rappers
Had my arteries lit so now I'm spittin' fire
Darts when I'm pissed
And you don't wanna see me angry cause
I can't be calmed
It's like you tryna get custody of my sound
And I'm the baby's mom
I been in court for this wack shit before
And I had to file divorce you
Biters would start payin' style-support
A child that don't smile no more
I found the short cut in life
But, I'd rather take my time out the door
Fuck a knife, I'm pullin' texts out for war
Cause, I ain't good at cutting, fuck y'all
What Exile is for
See I'm the MC and he's the DJ
Manipulate the MP to translate what he say
Catch me on the freeway, 1-10 south
'til it ends at Bridgetown, uSA
So roll with us where the gorillas hang
Where the cold killas live
Where the gold diggas dig
Where you know niggas bang
Cause the walls show the gangs
When you pass 'em
Where niggas stay blown like tires
And these haters wanna slash 'em
Platinum chains? Trained'a snatch 'em
You flashin' in the Range? You waitin' for
An accident to happen on purpose
Cadillac verses sun-roofed diamond back rap
That's the verdict, nigga