Artist: U-God Album: Bring Back God: The Pre-Seeds to Dopium Song: Blowfly Typed by: pneumatic [U-God] Yeah, South Side prayer, Yo, Yo, Yo Elbow grease, I got the best polish Two for one crack sale, Yall selling garbage Shaolin bombers, Yall pay homage Niggas rock concerts, Step on the grand stage Hit you with the half gauge like I'm on a rampage Nigga do your damn thing, Cape like the matador Damage any challenger, Smack you in your jabber jaw Beat a human cannon ball, Grew up on the bad block Fresh off parole son, Got it on padlock Chop you in your lamb chop, Hit you with the uzi Nigga I'm innocent, Fingerprints is filthy Got the ability to do this historical Talk to the witch doctor, Spoke to the oracle Tired of the gun fights, All I need is one mic Build and destroy shit, Coming up for sunlight Now I got you tongue tied, Gangsta intelligence One-twenty lessons made me this elephant General that's militant, Blessed with the guerilla grip Just like a convict keep on killing shit Coming with the ill intent, Clocking my coke sale Niggas stop complaining, Hanging off my coattail Got that nice goat son if all else fails Gotta walk a tight rope, Keep my hopes high Look at him, Look at him, Looking like blowfly