Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Up To Speed, artist - Chris Brown.
Date of issue: 08.11.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Up To Speed |
I’m glad to see niggas catch up to speed |
But when it come to doin a intricate pattern |
I bet you y’all can never fuck with me |
'Cause when it come to this music |
I am a mobster, I am a chief |
And when it come to this rap shit |
Then I am a monster, I am a beast |
Never let negative energy interfere with this |
I be from the Outer Limits and I devour timid |
Haters that attempt to annihilate what I put together |
They don’t wanna do when I got the mind of a military |
And they wanna question if I am a lyricist |
I will murder 'em with the dialect of an apostle |
I’m apocalyptic and I can kick it whichever way you wanna hear it |
Ain’t no telling who I’mma kill and bury |
How could you fuck with a nigga willin to kill 'em all |
With the ability to body a brigade of motherfuckers |
That come with the ruckus to you and any anatomy |
Whoever strategy you will try to initiate |
Theoretically I’m deciphered as infinite |
In other words I’m immortal, I came through a portal |
And one day I’mma go back and tell 'em how them niggas all hate on me |
'Cause I kept a circle and will not affiliate |
Ain’t an impossible, never, I go the whole yard |
In the law of my continuum, my minimum |
Is forever and ever, so nigga, whatever you wanna do |
It don’t really matter to me, let’s handle it right now |
What happened to going and pull a nigga ho card |
Fuck all the thugging on the internet 'cause I’m not into that |
I’m on a higher intellect and I don’t wanna catch a murder |
'Cause I know that it’s possible that you might die |
Now they be telling me Twista come with the hard shit |
I don’t wanna disappoint 'em so I gotta get it in |
And kill 'em with every syllable after syllable |
Like a gorilla do when I be the metaphysical |
I be knowing the way I spit it be God’s gift |
'Cause I’m feeling so fab when I fuck a nigga up |
It’s an immaculate conception of something immortal |
And the proportion of the destruction is biblical |
Like Isaiah, Deuteronomy, and Leviticus |
I be a lyrical prophet, I’m a disciple with a rifle |
And like John the Baptist, my raps is |
A revelation of the genesis of your downfall |
I’m a playa, you should follow me 'cause I’m infamous |
And my flow is off the chain |
I be rapping about something holy |
Then I talk about your body being cut up in pieces |
Out on the premises when they found y’all |
You gotta give me the status of bein' a legend |
In my continuum what I be givin' 'em, be killin' 'em |
And everybody feelin' him, I’m colder than December |
I’m a symbol and I make 'em remember my emblem |
I hit you with the automatic and see you in heaven |
Committed a verbal murder, we heard the surgery |
Wasn’t a success when you was in the hospital |
So if I ever get charged, I hope that I’mma get the minimum |
Now there’ll be no killing off Twista cause I’m the omnipotent |
But most of them niggas just hate on me cause I flow different |
Like the way that I spit a verse to get in a nigga ass |
Intricate patterns of intelligently spoken words |
Killin' my enemy off with the dialect of Chicago and I’mma blast |