Little Brother - For You lyrics

Yea one two ya'll we about to
Set this like this on em
Little Brother, Justus League, Phonte
Big Pooh and it hey yo yo

Once again what you're hearing now
Is Phonte's power steering style
I'm killing niggas at will
Freestyle legend act
Captured the ears of show veterans
When the stakes got raised
Like Braille lettering
Down to the exact scale measurements
Time to let these motherfuckers know exactly
What it is I represent
Real rhymes, you prone to remember me
I roam like a cell phone in Italy
In search of the real shit
Was looking for niggas that
Could wreck flaws and
Rhyme for they personal pleasure 'til
Four in the morning
With my back and my chest sore
And never have to press
Pause 'til I stop the tape and
Hit em with a yes y'all
Phonte still considered the best
Deliverer of threat
Troubled nigga got more issues than Jet
If you a show then put your stage up
Cornball niggas throw your maze up
Microsoft niggas say word and page up
To this new style that's about to open doors
Carolina sickness that I wrote with force
Then smack a nigga like he broke his jaws
On the real man y'all niggas out there is
Just a hopeless cause

Right now, what you need phonte true in deed
Little Brother on the mic
About to rock it for you

You nice as this, so I'm a verbal chemist
Scientist on the mic yo society's menace
Hip-hop's Popeye and the beats is spinach
No need for Olive Oil
Cause her features limit
Overlooking Bluto's cause they
Speech is gimmick give a fuck about your car
If the jeep is rented you cheap nigga
It ain't even got features in it
Like to talk about money when
You can't even spend it
This is real life and there's
More things that's hollow
The tips that chicks swallow
And throw up tomorrow
Or shells that pierce chests
Leaving niggas to death
Whispering last words and taking
Their last breath
Only authentic emcees is the last ones left
Watch em search the earth so
They can grieve what's left
Even Eric Roberts know we the
Best of the best
I'm the reason why most of y'all
Keep tapes in ya decks

Right now, what you need
Big Pooh, true in deed
Little Brother on the mic
About to rock it for you
It's for you and yours
It's time to settle the score
Little Brother on the mic
About to rock it for you

Now for the low low price of only 899
Witness Phonte slice a phony
And spit a rhyme
That will settle your bets in
30 measures or less
I stay ahead of the rest with incredible text
We fire off like it's New Year's Eve
Pooh is here for sucka emcees
This year I made it hard to breathe
I'm the shit so your squad can't leave
Got them waiting to applaud in the club
Standing tall like trees
Making the crowd cheer massively
I tell niggas ya'll ain't wack
Y'all just sound wack rhyming after me
Cause, I'm the most magnificent
Life is a blessing and y'all I'm living it
For better worse or indifferent
Thugs getting open to me, and yo mad
Hands up in the air like
I told them to freeze
9th Wonder on the boards
Who it supposed to be
Rock bottom to the calm standing close to me

Y'all niggas know y'all out of there
Come on with the real
Y'all niggas faking the funk, come with it

Right now, what you need
Big Pooh, true in deed
Little Brother on the mic
About to rock it for you
It's for you and yours
It's time to settle the score
Little Brother on the mic
About to rock it for you