Artist: Soopafly Album: Thin Line Between Love & Hate OST Song: I Don't Hang Typed by: hittman_la@yahoo.com * * send corrections to the typist Intro: *Scratchin* Yes yes y'all (x8) [Verse 1] Ruff rugged tha incredible one,Soopafly come wit tha bomb A pound to brake a muthafucka down Surrounded,by subliminal thoughts to keep me criminal minded You'll find its hard fuckin wit a dog that'll scar Your whole mind body soul approach Devastated,elevated your shit never made it However can one dare to compare a style rare from ground,to air above Showin no love,now it's tha pimpin flow Interests show,that you aint hittin no mo Your shit's gettin old,forget tha past Dont let tha past pave a way to tha world occupied by MCs that I slay Affect tha first when I select a verse To hit you with tha worse intention Blast in three dimension,sharp like a ginzu Then you will understand that I split niggas to fragments of a man Differental from pots to pans,opposition at a glance I rate,and takin chances quick to brake like branches Im like a banchy on a midnight get right or get even You're Wondering like Steven running from day light to evening Time,cos I bust shots to injure I stay black and smooth like a ninja It's Soopafly quick to throw them thangs I get tha money and rings,muthafuckaz cant hang cos [Hook] I dont hang with no bustas I dont hang with no fags I dont hang with no connivin ass niggas who aint out there makin cash Sho nuff dont hang with no snitches Sho nuff dont fuck with no bitches I'm only out for my riches So muthafuckaz stay tha fuck out my buisness *Scratchin* "Feel tha beat" "I gots to have it"(x3) [Verse 2] I'm unexplanatory like Rogaine What's your name was mine? Soopafly game do or die Death becomes those who oppose and run up Muthafuckaz get done up,on a one two come up (come up) Evidently you've been bitin for years All skills to adapt to (nigga I'll pimp slap you) My rhyme trap you,attractin bitches and hoes Then developin tha 51 flows I suppose,I got you runnin like your nose Like threat,shot,to my niggas that cant get wet Betcha,I spoke a lecture I let cha think everythin's fine Then react inna blinks time Over-done,Im rated number one contender Tha war zone engage or surrender Now if tha kicks fit nigga wear that shit Give me a stage and microphone Im bound to tear that shit Tha fuck up,now what cha gon do? Take a seat,or step to my mystic well then pack tha concrete Now how you gonna act? I'll lay your ass flat It's Soopafly comin with tha shit like that (like that like that) "I gots to have it,cos I want it,and I need it" (x2) [Verse 3] Now only I control thee unfold thee Uncut and uncensored floatin ?vinta?,it's ah Sort of like a mixture,can you picture One calm and cool one that burn like the sun The one two two to three Soopafly rolls freely (freely) High to the sky,muthafuckas cant see me (see me) Im skulls like a beanie (beanie) I'm disappearin like a genie (genie) Intoxicated off tha Remy (Remy) Martin Im startin to box up fools by tha carton It's tha one,incredible fly I fly by day,droppin bombs on thee E.P. With Dat Nigga Daz still representin' D.P. [Hook] Now I dont hang with no bustas And I dont hang with no fags And I dont hang with no connivin ass niggas who aint out there makin cash Sho nuff dont hang with no snitches Sho nuff dont fuck with no bitches I'm only out for my riches So muthafuckaz stay tha fuck out my buisness Waitin baitin for my ass to flip flop but I dont flop (flop flop) (x4) No I don't