Von Pea, E L U C I D - Come On Down lyrics

OK, alright, yeah, yeah, yeah indeed indeed
(It's your head drop for two thousand fifty)

They don't really want it with me you see
I could give, it really ain't no thing to me
They don't really want it with me you see
I could give, it really ain't no thing to me
There's no room to breathe for them
Elucid, Von Pea, good evening
They don't really want it with me you see
I could give, it really ain't no thing to me

So many niggas with little to no talent
So many rappers with deals
So much hype, still so many average
Aaaargh! I feel so embarrassed (why?)
'Cause A & R say my joint is wack (what?)
No lie, who said it was easy?
Nigga feel like Christ when
They don't believe me
But, by luck, linked up with Von Peazy
And now we're trying to get
This thing off the ground, you know?
This thing here been a long time coming
One court case, two deaths, three summons
Too strong
Walk out the box that I'm lumped in
Let the world know
That I'm starting something
Hey! no lie, why I started rapping
Like to see titties jump
And that booty clapping
But, I'm just dope, can't deny my passion
Matter of time before I pass you
What's happening?

MC's just come on round
Be the next contestant to catch a beat down
MC's just come on round
Be the next contestant to catch a beat down
MC's just come on round
Be the next contestant to catch a beat down
MC's just come on round
Be the next contestant to
Catch a beat dadadada

If I'm, one in a mill'
There's a thou' just like me
Von Pea I'm telling the truth, yo fall back
There's a crime scene here in the booth
For real!
Get this, slanging thoughts for food is power
Twenty two with some big dreams
Game hemmed up with no seams
And I'm all in the pocket
Just one with the groove
Trying to make a profit
Without maintaining for the cameras
I run with a squad of Bammas
The best hands down, New York to Miami
What you wearing girl, thongs or panties?
It really don't matter baby, grab your ankles
I knew this one chick
Really liked it painful tied up trick
Fooled her like the first of April
But, I'm just dope, can't deny my passion
Matter of time before I pass you
What's happening?

MC's just come on round
Be the next contestant to catch a beat down
MC's just come on round
Be the next contestant to catch a beat down
MC's just come on round
Be the next contestant to catch a beat down
MC's just come on round
Be the next contestant to
Catch a beat dadadada
MC's just come on round
And be the next contestant to
Catch a beat down
Me and Big E, we knock this shit down
You know how it go, you know how we go
We gets the down, y'all can't see it
Y'all can't be it
You want to get with us, but, yo, yo, you too
Ridiculous, and err! We just rock from the
Drama boy, and err! we just rock, from
The BCS we be fresh, full of finesse
And I squeeze on your girl
Breast while we playing chess
Word is bond, I came to just finesse
The whole damm track
And just smack your back
And your neck, like tire
Yeah I'm not a liar, yo, Von Pea, yo
I bone Mariah
Yeah, go tell Tommy Mottola, yo I check my
Motorola, I'm the flow-er
I can freestyle off of
The Top, and you know I'm hot
Pass the fabric softener
For my clothes, and I got the flows, yo
I took your and bought her some
Von Pea with the flow and Elucid
Yo I'm so hot
Man this is the new shh, the new shit
The beatmaker yeah, yeah, yeah