The Answer Lyrics - Singles - The Foreign Exchange

Yo, I'm one of the chosen few, could dispose of you 

And anybody else who think they flowin' too 

Here's your last chance, brothers besta show 'n' prove 

Why y'all in the vocal booth, but your flow is mute 

Ain't no excuse, lot of niggaz thinkin' they cute 

Drippin' they S-Curl juice on their gators and suits 

Ain't it the truth, lot of cats gay and it's proof 

Platinum rainbows and jewels on the necks of their crews 

I'm bad news like obituary sections 

The rhymes I write describe the loss of a life the previous night 

At an open mic or any type of venue 

There ain't no tellin' where I'm goin' 'cause of what I've been through 

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As I begin to attract the attention of fans 

Will I be able to withstand the supply and demand? 

Can I expand, turn mics in my hands to grands? 

If you really ask me, dog, I think I can 

Yo, we liven it up for the world to understand it 

We do it for the fans that's all across the planet 

Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer 

No question y'all take your chances 

We liven it up for the world to understand it 

We do it for the fans that's all across the planet 

Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer 

No question, y'all take your chances 

Yo, uh, yo, crackin' for miles and 'Te's in full effect 

He's laughin' and browsin' over these wanna be cats 

Yappin' their mouths and spittin' all these 'rerun' ass rhymes 

Like we on some 'what's happenin' now' shit 

Go get the MP3's start extractin' the files 

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Mulatto-slave flow Te's back in the house 

Just tryin' to see what y'all rappin' about, so quit 

Practicin' now, ninth inning, he's battin' a thousand 

Put a mic in my hand and I'ma damage a crowd, man 

With technique and above-average style, man 

My raps speak to all you savages now, man 

The time is right here, so let's get it 

I'll be glad to proofread your rhymes, if you want to step with us 

Serve your whole team with a run-on, death sentence 

You can't adopt this style 'cause I ain't tryin' to give it up 

And fuckin' with 'Te ain't in your best interest 

We liven it up for the world to understand it 

We do it for the fans that's all across the planet 

Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer 

No question, y'all take your chances 

People in the U.S., just rock with us 

Cats over seas, just rock with us 

People worldwide, come on, rock with us 

Come on, rock with us, just rock with us 

Kenn Starr is back off a hiatus 

Y'all been warned so back off us, why hate us? 

Be actin' like they strapped and packin' gats when they not tough 

They tough actin' like Tinactin' 

Give me applause, I spit classic 

Give me a broad with a thick accent 

Skinny and tall or a big, fat chick 

Plenty of y'all, sic into your dog 

If she give me the drawers, I'm leavin' the chick back bent 

The fact is, if you choose to propose 

End up with a fatlip and a bruise on your nose 

That's hot, give up now, my crew's in control 

If not, get shut down like schools when it snows 

Get got for your shoes and your coat 

Bogard, I go hard like nipples on boobs when it's cold 

And show y'all how simple the mood and the flow 

Can determine whether you earnin' or losin' your doe 

Make moves on the low 

We liven it up for the world to understand it 

We do it for the fans that's all across the planet 

Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer 

No question, y'all take your chances 

People in the U.S., just rock with us 

Cats overseas, just rock with us 

People worldwide, come on rock with us 

Come on rock with us, just rock with us 

Just rock with us, just rock with us 

Come on, rock with us, just rock with us 

Just rock with us, just rock with us