Give it Up by P.O.T. 90s Lyrics
[Into: Kovu]
Poetic Justice, Word to Dkingkilla
GOB* Yea, BOG*
P.O.T. 90s, Fucking shit Up
Ethic
[Verse 1: Ethic]
Yo... Check
Here we are, back to restore world order
The quota of stone cold quoters in four corners
Condolence, nah, niggas ain't even flowing doing aerobics
Opponents, I mold in like Rodin
Spoken, words, turn your minds like you're like toting
More lines than coke heads looking like Hulk Hogan
Feds still smoking potent stones, poking my bones when my records shown I'm suppressing these rap clones
Messing with the 90s, bold, not wise
Besides seems gold lies under them cosigns
Niggas, finding the sharpest artist of the rhymes
No surprise I'll be looking like Afro Samurai
I'm grinding till my ankles shatter, the bank's fatter and niggas don't plank on Canada
Nada, to the facades and dick riders
I'm a sign, lotta wine gonna be lying on you light lime
So I'mma say this once
Give it up my nigga
You gassed up, we'll fuck you up my nigga
[Hook: Ethic]
Cause we raw
Leave all you in awe
Call us monsters, rap star honors
Leaving any competition on the wall
Listening you all be pissing in your draws
Please, understand we the greatest
Can't tame this lion, keep firing
P.O.T. 90s, you know what the fuck is up
Just, give it up my nigga, give it up
[Verse 2: Watson]
You couldn't match this with two BIC lighters
Two ghost writers pulling all nighters, that's a problem
Your faking is inefetive
The people that you came with won't the people that you left with
I'll snatch your chain and leave you necklace less
Then I'll come back for your head and leave you neck less
You get this?
Get prep to get disrespected
Watch you chase checks through broken records, this is ambition
I'm trying to let you see the vision
Ask Selassie get your eyes checked, see the mission
Wish this rapping felt less of a hobby
Probably need to be tested
Somebody gonna feel the calamity (uh)
They hear bars and ask God how can it be
I invoke emotion, fear
Make them open their throat and start choke
Steer from trouble if you're weak but I relish it
So at the top I'll never slip
So I'mma say this once
Give it up my nigga
You gassed up, I'll fuck you up my nigga
[Hook: Ethic]
Poetic Justice, Word to Dkingkilla
GOB* Yea, BOG*
P.O.T. 90s, Fucking shit Up
Ethic
[Verse 1: Ethic]
Yo... Check
Here we are, back to restore world order
The quota of stone cold quoters in four corners
Condolence, nah, niggas ain't even flowing doing aerobics
Opponents, I mold in like Rodin
Spoken, words, turn your minds like you're like toting
More lines than coke heads looking like Hulk Hogan
Feds still smoking potent stones, poking my bones when my records shown I'm suppressing these rap clones
Messing with the 90s, bold, not wise
Besides seems gold lies under them cosigns
Niggas, finding the sharpest artist of the rhymes
No surprise I'll be looking like Afro Samurai
I'm grinding till my ankles shatter, the bank's fatter and niggas don't plank on Canada
Nada, to the facades and dick riders
I'm a sign, lotta wine gonna be lying on you light lime
So I'mma say this once
Give it up my nigga
You gassed up, we'll fuck you up my nigga
[Hook: Ethic]
Cause we raw
Leave all you in awe
Call us monsters, rap star honors
Leaving any competition on the wall
Listening you all be pissing in your draws
Please, understand we the greatest
Can't tame this lion, keep firing
P.O.T. 90s, you know what the fuck is up
Just, give it up my nigga, give it up
[Verse 2: Watson]
You couldn't match this with two BIC lighters
Two ghost writers pulling all nighters, that's a problem
Your faking is inefetive
The people that you came with won't the people that you left with
I'll snatch your chain and leave you necklace less
Then I'll come back for your head and leave you neck less
You get this?
Get prep to get disrespected
Watch you chase checks through broken records, this is ambition
I'm trying to let you see the vision
Ask Selassie get your eyes checked, see the mission
Wish this rapping felt less of a hobby
Probably need to be tested
Somebody gonna feel the calamity (uh)
They hear bars and ask God how can it be
I invoke emotion, fear
Make them open their throat and start choke
Steer from trouble if you're weak but I relish it
So at the top I'll never slip
So I'mma say this once
Give it up my nigga
You gassed up, I'll fuck you up my nigga
[Hook: Ethic]