Louis Logic - Street Smarts lyrics

Whatcha think cause ya neck and
Ya wrist go bling
That ya shit don't stink? Faggot asses doin'
The Sisqo thing in a thong
Y'all ain't never had a inkling of
Thinkin' of bringin' it on
Take my advice shorty
Before I make your life story the same
Shit R&B bitches sing in a song
Cause when I ring the alarm the
Hooligans wanna fight for me
And bring the things that'll make
A calm night stormy
Quite sorry if y'all didn't understand it
I'm at once demanded and underhanded
So when ya stash goes missin'
From ya man's crib
You'll be scratchin' your lid sayin'
"I betcha someone planned it"
Learn ya lesson don't take one for granted
Whose confirmed profession is
Words as weapons
Observe discretion and freshman escape
With they life use your street smarts
Otherwise we takin' ya mics

You need street smarts for retards
Cause y'all ain't thugs y'all sweethearts
So ya better not come around these parts
Ya hear three barks and then see dark

It's best to know the ledge
Court jesters please, observe
And heed the word of older heads
Before your life's scroll is read on
The day of ya judgement
Pussy rappers cry when taken
Away from their husbands
Y'all sissies but ya have to try
To feign a grown man's appetite
I wait for no man that's the life
When ya take what ya need before
Givin' ya up to speed
I'm like Nissan, but more driven
When it comes to sendin' sleepy
Rappers to the mortician
I'm like Kevorkian, ya all fit in
Cause my schedule is open ended
Like ya whore's kitten
Clitoris drippin' after two or more listens
I'm the porn magician
Every deflowered chick's source of friction
Forced to fit in till
The drawers are splittin
I'm the Puerto Bliccan
Spittin' with the street smarts retards
Good riddance to the niggas on the R&B charts

You need street smarts for retards
Cause y'all ain't thugs y'all sweethearts
So ya better not come around these parts
Ya hear three barks and then see dark

Even hardened criminals know the
Average Joe's miserable woe
Though they both live by different codes
Niggas don't know how I developed such
A difficult flow isn't it so
Cause y'all wouldn't believe what I
Done did for the dough
I've walked the earth in the places
Where the niggas won't go
Workin' for racists
Surrounded by the turbulent faces
And in search of oasis I found rap records
Earnin' the papers by whippin' halfsteppers
Don't get your GAP sweater tied in a bunch
Or think you're bad cause
You're buyin' your lunch
By supplyin' the chunks for some
Guy on the junk
You need to try survivin' for once with
A 9 to 5 for a month

You need street smarts for retards
(you need street smarts for retards)
Cause y'all ain't thugs y'all sweethearts
(street smarts for retards)
So ya better not come around these parts
(you need street smarts for retards)
Ya hear three barks and then see dark
(street smarts for retards)

What do ya do when ya catch ya best
Friend and ya chick in the sack
And you need a way for gettin' em back?
You need to get street smarts for retards
(I'm tellin' ya Duke)
You better get street smarts for retards
(You better go tell ya whole crew)

Your out on the street corner
Sellin' drugs and such
But enjoy the taste of your own bud too much
You need street smarts for retards
(I'm tellin' ya Duke)
You better get street smarts for retards
(You better run and tell ya whole crew)
You wanna face the kingpin and
Ya at the dude's house
But ya brought a rusty
Boxcutter to a shootout
You need street smarts for retards
(I'm tellin' ya Duke)
You better get street smarts for retards
(Run and go tell ya whole crew)
Y'all pussaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyy's shut the
Fuck up!