Did Y’all Feel Dat? DJ Quik (Ft. Mausberg & Skaboobie)

[Intro: DJ Quik]
New game..

[Verse 1: DJ Quik]
Ay, my musical style is far from intermediate
And my lyrics they flow as if I was collegiate (smart)
Take my style you need it
Cus the shit I'm hearing on the radio is so repeated
So repetitive, not to be confused with competitive
Get a bar of this you need a sedative
It'll keep you up all night
Analyze it; dissect it, pretty tough all right
Cus I got some magic goin down
I summon up my powers and get tragic on the sound
Leavin maggots on the ground (wow)
And I'm trying to do it twice and get some rich ass figures
Cus I'm tired of being nice to you bitch ass niggas
And the truth is, I ignore disses
You probably want my missus or you probably want my kisses, little faggot
Never one for metaphors
But now I take competitors, bleeding through that set of doors
Cus I'm pretty jagged
Flyer than TWA
We came to the game strong we ready to play
So watch how you speakin
Cus my niggas'll break bats over your head until you leakin
Nigga take that