Va In The House Lyrics - Mad Skillz

verse one: Mad Skillz 

It's time to bring it down, don't front on the sound 

Check your thunderpound, it be Skillz blowing up from the underground 

Now, don't waste your time and try to taste mine 

I'm killing MC's and going low-key like baselines 

Be hesitant, VA residents ain't friendly 

Diss and I'll walk on your back like Mr. Benny 

When my shit drop, all this wack shit'll stop 

Till Janet stops, rockin' Planet Rock 

Keepin' it real hot 

I specialize in microphone satisfaction 

Hackin' MC's who think Skillz be relaxin' 

Straight from punchline ave, metaphor metropolis 

I'm shockin' MC's like seeing their grandmothers topless 

Watch this, check for my sequal 

I make raps and niggas vanish like the Village People 

Hey, you checkin' for me check ound my way 

They say Skillz don't play when he's representin' VA 

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Virginia's in the house [I said it] 

V-A [so what you gotta say?] 

verse two: Mad Skillz 

Yo, niggas get pissed, MC's cease to exist 

As I persist, to drill mics and fill glock clips 

Don't sleep, like Mobb Deep, I'm leaving brothers shook 

While you debatin' I'm urinatin' on your rap book 

I be Skillz see, the ill East Coast MC 

All my peeps down in VA, this one's for you B 

So don't give me nothin' I'm takin' my props 

And I ain't stoppin' till my face is on the side of a lunchbox 

The wack fold, ause they been told 

Their rhymes used to be worth something like Mr. T's gold 

Now I'm in, so watch me Kline like Calvin 

I'm the Dread Man, you fucked up by lettin' me make an album (huh) 

The outcome is ill, when I grip the steel 

Don't be mad at me (why?), if you ain't got no skill 

No questions, no second guessin' without a doubt 

Niggas know my name and they know who's in the house 

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verse three: Mad Skillz 

Is VA up in here? (HELL YEAH!!!) 

Then here's a jam for you to spread across the state like welfare 

I'm a special dread, that still be tactics 

Doing MC's anytime, anyplace like Janet Jackson 

It ain't about dirt roads and corn bread 

Niggas be MC'ing, G'ing, war deeds and dread 

After this pack it up, I'll tell you my plan 

I'm on a VA tour with Kalonji my man 

Check it, hittin' city to city like a horny trucker 

This year, it's East Coast like a motherfucker 

Misconceptions are coming back like reflections 

Niggas who dissed, are now checkin' for my section 

They wanna be down, they makes me laugh 

That's like Brandy gettin' dropped and then you askin' for her autograph 

You know the steelo and Skillz be in ya 

It's just like that, nigga Virginia 

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