Say It With Your Chest

Yeahhhh Baby I don't listen to fuckshit, I don't mean no disrespect But if you got something to say, best to say it wit ya chest I ain't got time hustle in slowmo Man… I speak to my kids the way I talk to grown folk Where I'm from you come correct, ain't given a choice Ain't politicin wit a grownup wit a little kid voice You got two options: either build or destroy And if you get your feelings hurt I hope ya shield is deployed So raw, even when I'm suited up my chest exposed All heart- my words is right and left ventricle Every word is big and tall, i said it then i meant it bro I Pac a Biggy Smalls, "If you don't know now you better know" Unless you speaking up you ain't ready for business yet Keep my circle slim like the end of them cigarettes Don't take this as a threat But every word I spit, I say that shit with my chest Better say it wit yo chest Or shut the f*ck up Say it wit yo chest Or don't say shiiiiit Say it wit yo chest Or shut the f*ck up Say it wit yo chest This is grown folk biz I speak with Bass like Oakland in the 80's Or subs in the trunk like Oakland in the 80's Peep they eyes, you know if they is shady Real as Beans when he was opening for Jay-z And like Mac "I can feel it in the air" So if you acting outta order get ya cylinder repaired White Boy Rick, deliverin the Flair I suggest you tap out like you was Ging' or Fred Estairs Man, I party alone Brown straight up, f*ck bacardi limon S. Crow, harder than carving a stone Plus I walk the walk like I left my car keys at home I'm All heart, nothing other than Speak direct the first time, no need for "uh come again?" You better have life behind the way that you talk And I ain't hatin I'm just statin my thoughts Mother Fuckerrrrr Better say it wit yo chest Or shut the f*ck up Say it wit yo chest Or don't say shiiiiit Say it wit yo chest Or shut the f*ck up Say it wit yo chest This is grown folk biz