Artist: Lord Have Mercy Album: Thee Ungodly Hour Promo CD Song: Say What Say What Typed by: admin@theelordhavemercy.com / pitt55@comcast.net [Intro] That's that shit [flipmode] That's that shit [flipmode][c'mon c'mon] Yeah,that's that shit,son [flipmode][c'mon c'mon] Turn that shit up,yo,that's that shit son? [Chorus] Yo where my niggas is at son -Say what Say what When they deep four jeeps kid -Say what Say what And you be hittin' that too son -Say what Say what Yo,do we run this motherfucker -Uh-huh,uh-huh [Verse 1] Eeinee-meenee-meinie-moe See me spit supreme grimy flows World famous,burn haters,eyes be closed Terrorize friendly skies,try me homes. My slang blow somewhere over the rainbow ugly like Dodge Durango's packed with plain-clothes I gotta do what i gotta do Drop a jewel heavy-handed like poppa-duke,run from an orange juice "Who that is?" Land lord,son son "Do that shit." Keep you fam on the run run Fuck a badge and a gun,entered the dragon and won Swing my hammer at one,know that you vagilant huh I damage you,huh Slow your speed up Camouflage,turn cameras off,foes get sweeped up Believe that,off the meat rack,pick the beef up Dumbin' out,cover your mouth when we creep up [Chorus] Gotta stack it off the books now -Say what Say what It's off the chain,off the hook now -Say what Say what Stick and move like them crooks,blow! - Say what Say what A'yo is Brooklyn in the house?-Uh-huh,uh-huh. Playin' for keeps,no tommorrow fam-Say what Say what Life aint sweet you get body slammed -Say what Say what We major leagues when you minor,man -Say what Say what Shit,shut 'em down,shut 'em down -Uh-huh,uh huh [Verse 2] "Bravo!Bravo!" 96 Tahoe,seven man cargo of John Doe's Macho,grab crotch like Donny Brosco Vato,stay rugged like a pot-hole Attitude?!?Back-slap a crew natural,and stack capitol,casual Rap-a-bomb MC. Stay in the cut like Trapper John M.D Spit up a capsule,a half a pharmacy Kill a jam With Land lord milligrams calm your team Actin' brand new like them big-face twenties What it look like when them kids aint ready for the black-out Twelve-monkey status Spaz-out,bring chunky classics. Then break 'em down like Rav-4's,flash the hazards Dirty like Sanford & Son,there you have it [Chorus] Yo where my niggas is at son -Say what Say what When they deep four jeeps kid -Say what Say what And you be hittin' that too son -Say what Say what Yo,do we run this motherfucker -Uh-huh,uh-huh Gotta stack it off the books now -Say what Say what It's off the chain,off the hook now -Say what Say what Stick and move like them crooks,blow! - Say what Say what A'yo is Brooklyn in the house -Uh-huh,uh-huh. Playin' for keeps,no tommorrow fam -Say what Say what Life aint sweet you get body slammed -Say what Say what We major leagues when you minor,man -Say what Say what Shit,shut 'em down,shut 'em down -Uh-huh,uh huh Say what Say what Say what Say what Say what Say what Uh-huh,uh huh Say what Say what Say what Say what Say what Say what Uh-huh,uh huh