Schoolboy Q, Jay Rock, Ab-Soul, Statik Selektah, Strong Arm Steady - Fair Fight lyrics

Them say no, and you come
That’s why you kill da king
King that he will fade away
But refresh everyday man
Now when it come to sum bizness
Its we that run the scene
Cause we fresh and green, come

Yeah, graveyard shift, meet the grim reaper
Sickle to your features
Balance that like a Libra
Scale yeah I’m off that
Derailing all your thoughts on this track
All this wax I should make
A candle fac-tory better
Glory all facts his-tory in the making
I am that (Chea, Chea, Chea, Chea)
Victory is sweet enough to eat, bon appetite
Pull up a chair and eat
You buffoons couldn't walk in my shoes
If we were sharing feet

Mind too cool
Dominion can’t compare they just
Some glarin geeks in real life
Perpetrate like mike only a pair of sneaks
Level 3, skeeter tried to squack I
Didn't care to speak
Burgundy, polo went public I
Can’t prepare to teach
Smoking like Santonio Holmes
When the camera go flash
I get the feeling at home
Under the avalanche
Guess that’s how ghetto survival
Syndrome fuck the system
A nigga woke up to get on screaming
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Uh, (yo, yo, yo) ah, yeah, yeah, let me get my shit off
Dome piece a nigga his shit was
Gonna before I slid off
Yeah, yeah, let me get my shit off
Grab me a bag of work now watch
How fast that fucker get off
Yeah, have the money flipping in oz
Go get up
Throw somethin hot in yo oven dawgs
Nigga, we motherfucking bout it bout it
Get rowdy, rowdy, I’m a ghetto dog
Go head inside it

Yo, my niggas cry freedom like Nelson Mandela
Played by Morgan Freeman
I be walking with the giants like the G men
Hit the pussy like semen
Hood angels I be fighting demons I’m excited
At the chance just to get even
So I play the odds, pray to god
Poker face chips like I’m playing cards
My chick like Felicia Rashad in the face
Hale Berry waist with the grace of sade
I take her out just to party, everybody say
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Understood by those that blossom by MLK
Cocooned in a one bedroom, interjects
All in yay
Brainstorm philosophies on getting k’s
And getting away on gang injunction with the
Jail for nathen yesterday
Fuck the swines all they want
Is a cheaper nigga broke
Contradicting tycoons and the candy
Crips and cigarette bowls
Porky gotta eat his heart When
He see my super sport
What they done to my folks
I charge it to her pink toes

They done fucked up and let
This Watts nigga get on
It’s my time to eat so I’m
Bout to get my grill on
George former ho, storm on the flow
Steady getting fetti
Either rap guns will blow
Step inside this bitch they looking like
Wanna go toe to toe
These hands like pitbulls and now
I let these fuckers go
So I think you need to
Let them motherfuckers know
These choppers leave they
Fucking heads spinning
Like some stop and go’s
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