Hityawitdat lyrics

Chorus: Busta Rhymes *sampled*

Yo I`m gonna hit real hard with that
shit that`s gonna make your dome crack back back
Yo I`m gonna hit real hard with that
shit that`s gonna make your dome crack back back
Yo I`m gonna hit real hard with that
shit that`s gonna make your dome crack back back
Yo I`m gonna hit real hard with that
shit that`s gonna make your dome crack watch me...

[Madlib]
Yo it`s the slang buster, Madlib the beat conductor
I hit you off with that ill structure, cuts ya
Never on the bandwagon at any time
Every day, every place, got my pants saggin`
For y`all niggas that be strictly braggin`
Up at the spot so eager to grab the mic with the breath of dragon
Niggas be walkin around waggin` there tail taggin`
Along trying to get their mail laggin`
Make me wanna disrespect and check
Grab that nigga`s neck and start gaggin`
I drop a pound of discussion and drop a rhyme to leave you with a concusion
And have your whole crew commence to hushin`
Down with the Master race of emcees
Who terrorize, whoever flies up in the face talkin` lies
I give a shout to the unseen at the lost gates
While you`re makin` mistakes, we make them hot plates

(Chorus)

[Madlib]
Soundin` like, we got the rawest shit ever known to man
Expand my lung with the chronic smoke then proceed with the plan
My anecdote rain movin` on ya
I got your brain locked down like some jail terrain
You out for fame talkin` about my name, I aim atcha like a gat ya
Thought you were my rapture, watch your mental fracture
You`re just an actor, playin` the rap game, total shame
Nothing really gained when you shell framed is all in vain
I hitcha with that shit that make ya neck snap
While goin through my SP1200 with memory that`s stacks
The beat conductor keep your speaker shakin`
I got your amp`ll quakin like a vacation on Haiti
Relaxin`, I`ll take you on a mental trip, grip
The ill loop digger signing out on the skit

(Chorus)

*scratches to end