Do The Damn Thing Lyrics - Killah Priest

[Intro: Killah Priest] 

You know this beat is crazy, right 

This the beat right here, yo 

They gonna love this when they hear this, g 

[Chorus: Killah Priest] 

A lot of these rappers are indecisive 

Ya'll comin' to this game, like ya'll the nicest 

But, anyway, get rich, get brain 

Get off the wall and do the damn thing 

Get off the floor and do the damn thing 

Get off the floor and do the damn thing 

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[Killah Priest] 

Silly rappers, when will you learn 

You play with fire and you will get burned 

'cause now, I've been low, lately, waitin' my turn 

Turn off my radio 'cause I'm not concerned with ya'll 

Weak rhymes, same topics 

This one's for the streets, for the projects 

For my g's with the weed in the apartments 

For my dogs in the law hit with charges 

Fuck them, 'cause I love ya'll regardless 

For my chicks in the whips dancin' bra-less 

Hair done, nice face, lookin' flawless 

I got that thing, bust off, lead objects 

Ya'll cats are lame, no threat, it's a promise 

Name your favorite rapper, well, he's fake 

And you fake, that's why you fuck with his tape 

I'll take that thing and just bust in your face 

You're not real, same flow, no style 

I pop steel, lames, no know who go down 

And I don't give a fuck, who run the city or not 

'cause the streets is real, even Biggie got Pac 

And I love those niggas, but I don't love ya'll 

Bust a slug for those niggas, but bust a slug at ya'll 

And I get physical, visual, very artistical 

Givin' party people something, funky to listen to 

Hizza, hey, my rhymes is blizza, blazed 

Cross your fizza, face, down to your waist 

Raps, I do this, since the music influence the truest 

I shoot 'em with rhymes, execute 'em with lines 

They knew since their kind is all stupid 

Beats we loop it then they cue it, they foolish 

And I stand to prove it this time, come on 

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[Chorus] 

[Hook: Killah Priest] 

'cause it's new year, best to come correct 

I ain't hear a style that I can't do yet 

I ain't hear a rapper, that I can't move yet 

Get off the wall and do the damn thing 

Get on the floor and do the damn thing 

[Killah Priest] 

I see it, then write it, believe it, I'm psychic 

The nicest is here, the rest of those cats 

They was last year, well do something... 

I heard it, the beefs, the murders, the streets 

The cursin', that's weak, do something 

Different, for instance, the Priest is brief 

A technique, I proves my point, with the pen and some gin 

Thoughts and beats, I'm blendin' it in 

My records will spin, everybody knows the kid can flow 

Rip a show, or lift a soul, but this time, I gets that dough 

Plus I'm not, 50, or Biggie, or Diddy 

I'm Witty Unpredictable, lyrical masterful mind 

Chapters of rhymes, irresistible lines, metaphors is clever than yours 

Sever your jaws, I'm ready for war 

Like Pac in his Makaveli era, ready for ya'll, with a glock 

And rap to spread to deadly terror, I squeeze on this whole industry 

Enemies please don't sit with me 

I sit with these and cats with keys 

Cash and V's, black fatigues, smack M.C.'s, it's over! 

[Chorus] 

[Hook]