Tobe Nwigwe, Fat, LaNell Grant - DEBO (MONUMINTAL LIVE) lyrics

Who want some of Debo? Love god
But I ain't Tebow
'Cause I be out here takin' shots for
Fouls against me like a free throw
Ooh, that's nasty
Free all my dogs like lassie
If ya ever touch Fat or Baby Fat, hell
Ya might as well buy a casket
Ooh, I'm a savage, when it come to static
It get problematic
If you touch my lineage or cabbage
I can't have it
Most of my patnas don't know
Who they dad is
It get tragic
Where I'm from ain't lavish
They grew up some bastards
Chasing cash and coochie
And it usually came from lack of guidance
That's why I ain't moved by all
These goofy actin' rappers wylin'
It's astounding how much counseling
We need for PTSD
I can't fathom the amount of counsel
We need in the streets
It's offensive
That's why I'm not apprehensive
With the tech
I was really in them trenches
Then transcended out the jects
Don't believe me? Go ask
Ceece, ask Lil Early
Ask K-Dub
Hell, ask Fat, I'm so swat
I scream southwest when we make love
It's just in me, no pretending
My hand's the only thing that's friendly
I don't need a Beamer, Benz
Or a Bentley to have a whole
Slew of bops compliment me
The gold in my teeth was done complimentary
The flow is unique and lowkey relentless
My goal is to speak, to folk without bending
The truth and to free
The globe from pretending
Ooh

Aight, bet, if you don't feel that
Then you prolly dead
If you get slapped and don't fight back
That mean you prolly scared
But it's all gravy where we from
That mean you just a lame
When Debo come, if you don't run
You better tuck yo chain
Yeah, yeah, aight, bet, if
You don't feel that
Then you prolly dead
(O oh)
If you get slapped and don't fight back
That mean you prolly scared
(Don't be scared)
But it's all gravy where we from
That mean you just a lame
(You so lame)
When Debo come, if you don't run
You better tuck yo chain

Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's the young queen, mother, baby
What it do?
If I bark, then my squad bark, like a cue
(Aw, hell)
And we bite
But we don't fight unless it get greasy
Bring danger anywhere we be
You'll be endangered species
Ooh
My flow torch like tiki, ooh
I resort if need be too
Violence, if my tribe riots
We in yo grill like BBQ
Pack hardware like CPU 'cause
Shaitan be plotting
But I stay on my toes like
Stockings and on guard like Stockton

Ooh, my beats bang like Compton, ooh
I'm stone cold like Austin, ooh
My flow wild like Rodman, every
Bar deserve a coffin
Ooh
Cause I'm killing it
The feeling is surreal when ya building with
The ones who held you down
And instilled you with
The thoughts that you should dwell
Where the spirit is
And
I'm appreciative, deceased the weeks
The beats couldn't reach the kids
I used to teach the lief techniques to win
But now I beast on beats and release the pen
Every now and then to display my zen
I tell my kin it's more than one way to win
They show they skin and know
It's portrayed as sin
But my flow let them know they got Yah within

Aight, bet, if you don't feel that
Then you prolly dead
If you get slapped and don't fight back
That mean you prolly scared
But it's all gravy where we from
That mean you just a lame
When Debo come, if you don't run
You better tuck yo chain
Yeah, yeah, aight, bet, if
You don't feel that
Then you prolly dead
(O oh)
If you get slapped and don't fight back
That mean you prolly scared
(Don't be scared)
But it's all gravy where we from
That mean you just a lame
(You so lame)
When Tobe come, if you don't run
You better tuck yo chain

Houston, make some noise
We back home
It's five thousand people in this building
We done sold it out
Let's go

Aight, bet, if you don't feel that
Then you prolly dead
If you get slapped and don't fight back
That mean you prolly scared
But it's all gravy where we from
That mean you just a lame
When Tobe come, if you don't run
You better tuck yo chain
Yeah, yeah, aight, bet, if
You don't feel that
Then you prolly dead
(O oh)
If you get slapped and don't fight back
That mean you prolly scared
(Don't be scared)
But it's all gravy where we from
That mean you just a lame
(You so lame)
When Tobe come, if you don't run
You better tuck yo chain
Houston, let's go
Make some noise for LaNell Grant
Make some noise for Fat
And make some noise for yourself, Houston
You sound beautiful
Cheering