Static

What's wit all the static in the air I'ma make it sound clear Yeah yeah Don't bring that static over here All I hear is static in my ear And boy boy you don't want no static nope Boy boy you don't want no static nope Boy boy you don't want no static nope Boy boy you don't want no static I automatically hear static when y'all rap Here comes an alley cat wit the claws to drag it back To the essence kickin and screamin trunk of a cadillac And once I grab it y'all niggaz never gon have it back In the studio I snap that's my natural habitat Where my Hippies at clip in the gat sippin a yak Do not compare us to them we are different from that Hang off a mountain only way we cut you some slack You pray on my downfall that's why I stay from around y'all I don't care what a clown saw just make it sure it sound raw I'm on it like white on rice On it like chips on dice On it like cops on us On you like sweat on hot summer nights Hotter than Jamaican spice a lot of niggaz hatin nice This shit is so easy we just talk heavy and take it light It really ain't a thing when your slingin the truth Not white noise wit your jewels jingalin in the booth What's wit all the static in the air I'ma make it sound clear Don't bring that static over here All I hear is static in my ear And boy boy you don't want no static nope Boy boy you don't want no static nope Boy boy you don't want no static nope Boy boy you don't want no static I bet you was expectin some rainbow dread head metrosexual Brain dead vegetable tryna flex on you He keep telling you how gangsta his set is you skeptical Somethin about hoes but you can't understand a damn thing he just said to you Mumblin stutterin mothafuckin cookie cutter No butter havin wack ass you'll see when it starts crumblin I speak in past tense when I talk about the future And that's the last sentence you'll hear right before I shoot ya Comin out swingin wit everything in the kitchen even the sink Gunnin for lingerin bitches who can't sing you better not even blink Wonderin why nobody got the balls to tell me I stink I'm on the brink of tinkerin wit fame what do you think I'll toast and wink at a dame Then have a drink to the game Killin twinkies and lames Breakin every link in the chain I make the place shake like plate tectonics You fake emcees break like electronics static What's wit all the static in the air I'ma make it sound clear Don't bring that static over here All I hear is static in my ear And boy boy you don't want no static nope Boy boy you don't want no static nope Boy boy you don't want no static nope Boy boy you don't want no static