The Alchemist, Fashawn - Fash Plays It Cool lyrics

Look like your pen done ran outta ink
‘cause your grammar was weak
I bring famine in your family tree
Damage the beat like Jeru
When I’m drunk off brew
Only West Coast nigga coulda been in the Wu
Miscellaneous raps when I’m just
Stating the facts
Making sure the sunshine still
Stay on the map i call it progress
They say I’m taking it back
I say I rhyme like I’m aiming a Mac
Laying ‘em on they face
‘til they cranium crack, i’m ice cold
I write scrolls that ignite the globe
So ahead of time I could enlight the old
Energize the youth when I’m inside the booth
Never gave ‘em nothin’ aside from the truth
I play it cool, every few bars I drop a jewel
One thing I wasn’t good at: following rules
I don’t shine it if I’m not in the mood
When situations occur, gotta cook up a verse
At the blink of an eye
They tellin’ me to go first
I set it off…I set it off…come on, come on
Come on… hit ‘em with a … little bit of
Little bit of … little bit of
Hit ‘em with a … little bit of
Yeah, check it out, uh, uh

Okay, I’m back in effect
With a gat and a vest
Bad chick on my lap, headed back to the West
Pour out a little liquor for
My niggas that left in memory of your life
I gotta do it to death
I make it simple and plain
You can call me ‘The F’
Back in the day, I would slaughter cassettes
Now we up at Chung King’s
No four-finger rings
Or gold ropes, I’m outlawed, EDI mean
Every syllable is adrenaline pumped
In your ear
You couldn’t duplicate the style or come near
Unmatched high, evolve in one year
Blew past almost all of my peers
Now look at all the hoodrats, they all stare
I’m just doing what I’m good at
It’s quite clear
That I’m your nightmare they like, "yeah"
I’m like, "Whoever want it
I’m right here, nigga, come on"

Hit ‘em with a … little bit of
Little bit of … little bit of
Hit ‘em with a … little bit
Of … come on, come on, come on
Hit ‘em with a … little bit
Of … little bit of
Hit ‘em with a … little bit of