Tame One - Act Right lyrics

When I politic
With cliques, I’m representing
From the Bricks, west district
07106 and shit, I sip Hennessy fifths
‘Til my energy dips when my enemies riff
They catch a Kennedy hit you want static?
Better turn to Channel 3 with
No cable i’m mentally stable
Able to merc’ a whole label, my sixteen bars
Diss rappers like A&Rs, I take charge
Like you purchasing clothes
With credit cards, i vomit
Atomic Glocks of cosmic slop
Sick enough to throw
This planet into toxic shock
You wanna battle me?
That’ll be tragedy actually
I be blacking like cavities
In a very rapid capacity, certified
Psychopathic, the rap classic, well above
Average, still can get savage, iller than
Regie Miller with threes at the buzzer in OT
The New Jerusalem OG

Act right
That’s right, cats might trip, rap right
And have niggas like
"That’s my shit!" Never think
It couldn’t happen thanks to rapping
It’s a fast life do you and act right

It ain’t enough to talk tough
You gots to back shit up
Or drive past and get
Your dad’s Cadillac hit up shoot, prison
Then you
End up missing, fly straight, play the role
And get
Your ass took out like prom dates i’m not one
For playing with you industry cats
I stay into these raps
Until I catch a memory lapse
I keep a poker face
Showing no emotions when I’m open
Constantly smoking
Hoping you suckers don’t think
I’m joking competition
Listen: don’t be wasting your time
I’m hating your rhymes
So I just replace ‘em with mines ‘cause I rap
Like I act like: antisocial
And critics that wanna
Diss it can’t stand my vocals, but I’m stuck
In my ways
And I won’t change for shit ‘cause Tamester’s
Gangsta is just too dangerous, so act like
You want it, and I’ll deliver it to ya
Come to your show
And get the first eight rows to boo ya

Act right
That’s right, cats might trip, rap right
And have niggas like
"That’s my shit!" Never think
It couldn’t happen thanks to rapping
It’s a fast life do you and act right

The 973 MC far from friendly
Sparks the sensi
Before you start up your Bentley
And just ‘cause
You paid, don’t mean that you ain’t afraid
So be humble
Or catch it in this concrete jungle try if
You will to deny my skill
‘cause you just another
Wannabe that I might kill ice grills
Don’t mean much when I be in the cut
Weeded up not caring beef? I heat it
Up don’t compare me to nothing you heard
That’s my word they’ll be picking you
Off of the curb for working
My nerves son you like i was your pops
Running your spot ‘cause nothing you got
Is worth having to run from the
Cops i’ma let you live
Even though I’m positively negative
Hit off sedatives
I be pissing off my relatives this ain’t
A game ‘cause I’m living off the chain
I’m using my brain
Finding it hard to maintain

Act right
That’s right, cats might trip, rap right
And have niggas like
"That’s my shit!" Never think
It couldn’t happen thanks to rapping
It’s a fast life do you and act right