I'm Serious Lyrics - Clipse

Okay, Pusha, minus the T 

Niggas is talkin' to blasphemous 

Tell me, is it these ashy cuts that got you thinkin' 

I'm not in touch with that mask 'n glove 

Don't let the Reverend hold your casket 'cuz 

We think you thinkin' 

These verses is curses, the only thing worse is 

I'm the ring master of the circus 

Meanin' that, I'm the only one in the show with purpose 

Most of you motherfuckers don't scratch the surface 

Look, still ghetto, still tot' heavy metal 

Still throw a nickname on all of my vehicle 

Like the Cooper field coupe, now you see it now you don't 

With one flick of the wrist, wow, the roof will go poof 

I'm an achiever make all of you believers 

And I'll be damned if you overthrow Virginia's Caesar 

Spend a day, sin a way, walk with me 

Hug corners in the hood like a ghetto renegade switch 

Spend a way, rolls gold Jesus 

Pink diamonds face flush like it was Duncan pink lemonade 

Listen, I'm not actin', this ain't rappin', this live in action 

Let's consider all the facts in 

I got caught dealin' some way back when 

Now that I'm blowin', it's smoother men 

I know it hurts to see it but players, please believe it 

I'm cool, what you wishin', don't talk 'cause I'm listenin' 

Fuck 'round and end up missin', if you curious 

No weed or no vodka, my soul will make me pop ya 

Don't make me have to milk box ya, I'm serious 

I'm cool, what you wishin', don't talk 'cause I'm listenin' 

Fuck 'round and end up missin', if you curious 

No weed or no vodka, my soul will make me pop ya 

Don't make me have to milk box ya, I'm serious 

See how ya boy do, I pull up in that ride quick 

50 on the wrist, leanin', niggas is sick 

Steamin', they can't understand the meanin' 

So they plot and conjure up ways to interrupt my well bein' 

But that 9's been a damn good friend 

Plus worthy made it to see 30 and I owe it all to him 

Jewels lookin' as if I done robbed a vault 

So if your bitch takes an interest, it is not her fault 

I mean look, head to toe heavy in weight 

Pockets loaded, hey, I must say I take a cake 

They speak ill but words don't break him bone 

They bounce off him 'cause see him is purchasin' homes 

See his stones how they complement each other 

Size of the rocks and how they fluctuate in color 

That him is me, get a clue, enough's is enough 

Took it easy on y'all fuckers and I ain't even rimed my truck 

To put it simple, I'm a rarity ma 

From the cars to the jewels, what clarity ha 

Stick with me, show you life, that's out of this world 

And I ain't lyin' to you, love, I only lie to my girl 

I lust for the riches, what a treat this is 

The Lord is dealin' with my demons and my weaknesses 

God, forgive, lose it all or God forbid 

But from the Cradle 2 The Grave, I'm a live 

I'm cool what you wishin', don't talk 'cause I'm listenin' 

Fuck 'round and end up missin', if you curious 

No weed or no vodka, my soul will make me pop ya 

Don't make me have to milk box ya, I'm serious 

I'm cool, what you wishin', don't talk 'cause I'm listenin' 

Fuck 'round and end up missin', if you curious 

No weed or no vodka, my soul will make me pop ya 

Don't make me have to milk box ya, I'm serious 

I'm cool, what you wishin', don't talk 'cause I'm listenin' 

Fuck 'round and end up missin', if you curious 

No weed or no vodka, my soul will make me pop ya 

Don't make me have to milk box ya, I'm serious 

I'm cool, what you wishin', don't talk 'cause I'm listenin' 

Fuck 'round and end up missin', if you curious 

No weed or no vodka, my soul will make me pop ya 

Don't make me have to milk box ya, I'm serious