ChrisCo, Jon Connor, eLZhi - Straight Up lyrics

We give it to you straight up
The cuts are raw
We give it to you straight up
Please don't ever try to disrespect it
Let me teach you the ropes

I'm talking punchlines the metaphors
My styles ahead of yours
I used to hit up record stores
And never see the exit doors
Complicated sentences with pot
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I call my rate perfectionist like I'ma
Make the best of this
I give it to you straight up
But y'all don't understand me
I ain't looking for no grammy or
No platinum plaque they hand me
I'm a fucking mic fiend I
Sit around and light green
Reminisce and make songs bout my life at 19
You got half what I
Bring spitting nursery rhymes
When I create a verse you
Rewind like 33 times
Just to analyze the word play
And study the skill
Can't believe you really heard me
Sayin' something this real
Cause the majority of rappers is weak
I'll beat they ass in the street
They playin' dumb you couldn't
Ask em to speak
There's no choice they gon have to retreat
I run this shit like I got rockets
On the back of my feet what up?

I was thought real niggas move in silence
So when I rhyme my mind is
Like a mime half the time
I just wanna pantomime it
Can't find boy this hard
Without commitment any crime
And hearing sirens who think they sick
They hear me speak catch the vapors
I clear up their sinus
Cut from a different cloth
This top notch designer you got cold feet
This hop scotch on the fire
This hot socks from the drier
This reeboks on the iron, I could go on
A-Squad, I'm down for life like
I put Shawty Lo on
Mano y mano you Ronald McDonaldyou clown
Niggas ironic and fly city
City that grown niggas the city
Where the streets yappin
Everybody and they neice rapping
Tryin to keep in peace
Cause niggas that beef end up
In the meat wagon
I'm so Michigan for anybody listening
Blue city club being on the A
List is what get you in
The flow is mean and this is just a reminder
When they say that I'm nice
Don't take it as kindness

We give it to straight up the cuts are raw
We give it to you straight up
Please don't ever try to disrespect it
Let me teach you the ropes

These niggas so blind fuck a cosign
They all can blow mine
Having no spine below a slow mind
Stick with your kind
My shit's bangin' like a throw signs
Bandannas ground breaking like windmillers
And hand standers
Through your antennas any man eyes land
On my plans can vanish
For being nosy like Tony Mantanas
Seen in a mansion just before it's raided
After the floor is painted with his own
Blood right where is aura faded
That's why I kill it with
Lines after the chorus rated
Sun hot, only got one shot, score and made it
Been had the passion of a mad assassin
On a pad come up with something
Sharp slashing with this attic craftsmanship
You in it just to stash ya grip
Floating in the main stream
I hope you crash ya ship
But hit your head when you blast the clip
So that you plastic ass can ship
For flipping like an acid trip, my nigga

We give it to straight up the cuts are raw
We give it to you straight up
Please don't ever try to disrespect it
Let me teach you the ropes