Outpost, Emvees - If I Speak lyrics

Let’s get down to business

"Bring that soul where I’m from
Run blocks over for fun" - Sample from Poison
Pen on Breez Evahflowin’s "Billy Goats Gruff"
"If I speak
Is real" - Sample from Poison Pen
On Breez Evahflowin’s "Billy Goats Gruff"

Yo, when I’m spitting to them darker beats
I like to spark the leaf and talk to niggas
That walk the streets (Holler)
But since talk is cheap, I prefer
To lead by example action
Speaks louder than words (Yep)
So I’m coming to leave
You hacked and butchered
All y’all bitch-ass niggas is getting
Punk’d worse than Ashton Kutcher (Bitch)
And that’s only part of the beef
When I’m through with you
They gon’ be checking my head for
The mark of the beast
(Yo, they pleading for their life) yeah
I’m making them beg
You could run, but, if I catch you
I’m breaking your legs (Smash this)
You don’t want to be a missing
Person you don’t want to have
The whole police department in your district
Searching
Take my words serious don’t misinterpret
If you love life, it isn’t worth it how you
Want it? You want to
Continue breathing and fulfill your purpose
(Or) or forever sleep under the surface?
Your choice, nigga

We distinguished gentlemen don’t take
Humility for knock-off
When it pop off, we extinguish gentlemen
We show resilience, patience emvees
Outpost, Africans, Brazilians, Jamaicans
And Haitains, plus some good old Yankee boys
North of the Mason-Dixon accent swagger
Classic character
New York except it’s on some
Hero shit we great but getting overlooked
On some teeth-row shit yes
A God indeed blow shit
Rap’s my comp little bitch
I got to feed those kids
Pardon my slur it’s the liquor, my nigga
How I throw in bets, highs, lows, and reds
Ha it’s not over yet we
Roll over tombs without playing
No role of a goon to me
That’s not right for you to
Call it a shootout
Dog you had that shot back heh

"Bring that soul where I’m from
Run blocks over for fun" - Sample from Poison
Pen on Breez Evahflowin’s "Billy Goats Gruff"
"If I speak
Is real" - Sample from Poison Pen
On Breez Evahflowin’s "Billy Goats Gruff"

Outpost, Emvees like: yo
(yeah) , yo (yeah) , yo (Yo)

Unshakeable take a whole eighth to the dome
And when we high
You ain’t taking us on it’s like the lye
Only making us strong and make me
Want to drop science like
Science ain’t make no unbreakable bones
Best to catch me alone and don’t
Let me make the phone call
My team to y’all is a
Guillotine through a snowball
Snowflake bring it
Be a failure in the business
Like that nigga in the flick
Answering his kicks like hoecakes
OK they need someone to rock the place
("It Takes Two") from uptown
Where they Rob for Base
And BK, BX on the tables of steel
To have your head nodding so hard
It’s able to kill for real
Who want next? X marks the challenger
My Temple spit's Doom, check hearts like
"Kali maa"
You hit the club with your squad i’ll
Hit the club with the car
Hit the floor ‘cause I’m breaking the bars

Y’all done did it, marathoned your mouth
Ran with it shifty prom mate
I must admit y’all could get it
Fuck what you say about my
Image scrambling through life
Like Vick from the line of scrimmage
(Watch the kid)
My diddy bop is so crazy see my arms swing
Chains swing
Ding-a-ling to my shoelace strings swing
Only time you’re down to bang
Is if your girl is down the train (Ha ha ha)
Hehe you niggas is homos talk about guns
The last you saw one was Grand Theft Auto
Stick to writing your jingles and promos
I got a hot lawyer that’ll get
You all your points pro bono
Quit grilling, homie take a photo outpost
And Emvees rocking most emcees for real
If ya think Billy Graham won’t get ya
I exercise my fist my nigga
One hit a quitter

"Bring that soul where I’m from
Run blocks over for fun" - Sample from Poison
Pen on Breez Evahflowin’s "Billy Goats Gruff"
"If I speak
Is real" - Sample from Poison Pen
On Breez Evahflowin’s "Billy Goats Gruff"

This is the joint venture
Of Outpost and Emvees
Black Static, motherfucking Swave
Sevah, Breez Evahflowin’, poison Pen enjoy
The night the motherfucking new kid
On the block: Supastar
Billy Graham hide your bitches
Hide your liquor, hide your weed hehehehe