Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Still Can't C Me 2.5, artist - X-Raided. Date of issue: 15.03.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Still Can't C Me 2.5 |
| Yeah! |
| Either you blind or you out of your mind |
| But either way you niggas still can’t see me |
| Type of niggas that’ll kick off the war |
| Kick off your door |
| Run up in yo teepee |
| You thought he was brave |
| Until he got popped in his braids |
| Now they got him on the news on TV |
| Like I said |
| Either you blind or you out of your mind |
| Either way you muthafuckas can’t see me |
| I been mean with the flow |
| All I needed was an obscene producer |
| And I |
| Stay stoned like I seen Medusa |
| That go |
| Smokin the dro and strokin your ho |
| If she over 18 seduce her |
| Let me introduce us properly |
| Rap name’s X Raided |
| AKA Nefarious |
| Rap game’s next greatest |
| Call me Jesus |
| West Coast messiah |
| Came to bring the West Coast up higher |
| And I spit fire |
| Just sayin real truth kill you |
| Think I was playin fool? |
| This ain’t kind of you |
| Spontaneous never know what the fuck I’mma do |
| Stingy with money like I’m a Jew |
| That’s a unnecessary stereotype |
| Like all niggas got big dicks and men can’t jump if they white |
| My bad |
| I was tryna keep your stereo hyped |
| So what I write in my pad |
| Ain’t necessarily right |
| And it’s tight! |
| Bloc-Blocc Star |
| Keepin in movin |
| Deep in and groovin |
| I flow |
| You frequently booin |
| Your music and loosin your ho |
| You need some improvements |
| The critics abuse you refuse |
| Is killin your spirit dude |
| You need a muse |
| I’m amused by the news I’ve beem hearin see now |
| See you got some new dudes to hear it |
| They sound like me when I made 'Vengeance is Mine' |
| And I give it to you for tryin |
| But I’m big and you little niggas is shyin |
| Go in the black and rhyme |
| Tryna copy the best |
| It’s like (???) the best |
| I’ll be probably depressed |
| If not for the game |
| It’s probably away |
| Have a dope MC |
| We’ll probably be left |
| Snoop Dogg! |
| God drops detox and inspected |
| And shocks and inject |
| Direct to the top of the charts |
| I provide the rest |
| Like adrenaline shots to the heart |
| I arrive the hardest sincerely from the top of the heart |
| It’s X Raided nigga |
| X Raided got a flow like Lynch |
| But since the human’s so wicked |
| Wear the cornrows cause his brain so twisted |
| Here we go again |
| Hit rewind if you missed it |
| He’s an incredible rhyme writer so gifted |
| He’s an incredible rhyme bider |
| Which leaves me to become an inedible rhyme writer |
| Check 1 2 is the mic on? |
| I don’t want to say it again |
| That might annoy you like Mike Jones |
| I’m just tryna write songs |
| Don’t mean to confuse you fools |
| Scramble your brain like a stupid dude’s Rubix Cube (Hey!) |
| Colors screwed up like a retarded kid crayon |
| You whack rappers synthetic like Ray on |
| I heard it was said |
| Big X Raided was dead |
| So to get this verse |
| Rich had to do some say-ons |
| And I rolls in the grave |
| Like the crow |
| But the bird said |
| Deliver me a magnum and flow |
| Yeah |
| It ain’t over |
| No, no it ain’t over muthafucker |
| Here we go |
| Hey |
| Hey |
| I’m the hardest nigga spittin |
| In state prison |
| Since Rash Cash |
| Was arrested and paroled |
| Put the best one in control |
| To grasp and caress this mic |
| Lay a verse in one roll |
| Granted death wish in one blow |
| Plan plot strategize |
| Mention you was safe vision bone |
| First |
| I’ll wake up with your face missin |
| Like Trevolta and Nick Cage |
| Open this switch blade |
| Poke your rib cage |
| And collapse your lung |
| Snatch your bitch |
| Kidnap your kids |
| Snatch your young |
| Then a ransom note and a package come |
| 50 G’s to get back your son |
| Look inside the box |
| Can’t believe your eyes cause that’s his thumb |
| Which once upon a time |
| Was attached to your son |
| Pay now |
| Play later |
| But that damage is done |
| They say life is too short |
| And I was born to matter |
| Leave your cocktails |
| Northern California’s back |
| It’s X Raided |