| It’s time to bring it down, don’t front on the sound
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| Check your thunderpound, it be Skillz blowing up from the underground
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| Now, don’t waste your time and try to taste mine
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| I’m killing MC’s and going low-key like baselines
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| Be hesitant, VA residents ain’t friendly
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| Diss and I’ll walk on your back like Mr. Benny
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| When my shit drop, all this wack shit’ll stop
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| Till Janet stops, rockin' Planet Rock
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| Keepin' it real hot
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| I specialize in microphone satisfaction
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| Hackin' MC’s who think Skillz be relaxin'
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| Straight from punchline ave, metaphor metropolis
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| I’m shockin' MC’s like seeing their grandmothers topless
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| Watch this, check for my sequal
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| I make raps and niggas vanish like the Village People
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| Hey, you checkin' for me check 'round my way
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| They say Skillz don’t play when he’s representin' VA
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| Chorus 4x:
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| Virginia’s in the house
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| V-A
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| Verse two: Mad Skillz
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| Yo, niggas get pissed, MC’s cease to exist
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| As I persist, to drill mics and fill Glock clips
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| Don’t sleep, like Mobb Deep, I’m leaving brothers shook
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| While you debatin' I’m urinatin' on your rap book
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| I be Skillz see, the ill East Coast MC
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| All my peeps down in VA, this one’s for you B
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| So don’t give me nothin' I’m takin' my props
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| And I ain’t stoppin' till my face is on the side of a lunchbox
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| The wack fold, cause they been told
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| Their rhymes used to be worth something like Mr. T’s gold
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| Now I’m in, so watch me Kline like Calvin
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| I’m the Dread Man, you fucked up by lettin' me make an album (huh)
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| The outcome is ill, when I grip the steel
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| Don’t be mad at me (why?), if you ain’t got no skill
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| No questions, no second guessin' without a doubt
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| Niggas know my name and they know who’s in the house
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| Verse three: Mad Skillz
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| Is VA up in here? |
| (HELL YEAH!!!)
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| Then here’s a jam for you to spread across the state like welfare
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| I’m a special dread, that still be tactics
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| Doing MC’s anytime, anyplace like Janet Jackson
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| It ain’t about dirt roads and corn bread
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| Niggas be MC’ing, G’ing, war deeds and dread
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| After this pack it up, I’ll tell you my plan
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| I’m on a VA tour with Kalonji my man
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| Check it, hittin' city to city like a horny trucker
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| This year, it’s East Coast like a motherfucker
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| Misconceptions are coming back like reflections
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| Niggas who dissed, are now checkin' for my section
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| They wanna be down, they makes me laugh
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| That’s like Brandy gettin' dropped and then you askin' for her autograph
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| You know the steelo and Skillz be in ya
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| It’s just like that, nigga Virginia |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song VA. In The House , by - Mad Skillz. Song from the album From Where???, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп