[Produced by brandUn DeShay]
[Intro: CJ Fly]
Yo yo yo yo pros
Y'all try'na cypher right quick, what up bruh bruh bruh?
[Hook: CJ Fly]
I said, who wanna cypher in the room tonight? grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright
I said, who wanna cypher in the room tonight? grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright
[Verse 1: CJ Fly]
Said we were just a bunch of kids, like the Brady Bunch
Style so miscellanous, cats taking speed ain't in a lane with us
Favorite line of quotes/coats you can hang em up
You straight whats up, I don't know I wrote this statement cuz
It was stating just, how homie he was fakin tough
So I gave him lumps, beat him up, broke his jaw
He claimed he got jumped
Got on an orange suit it hurt to see my mans in cuffs
It goes to show how these Brooklyn streets were dangerous
Niggas ain't playin' son, come round here shining its the timing
When things get violent, eyelids violet, whenever they violate
That's why my style been to be silent
Unless they want the shaolin
I came into this game and ate with no one to make my plate
Said my grace, figured that they must not know what art is
Cause we just starvin' artists who become someone they all test
To them I'm just a target but I'm solid just like tar get, uh
I'm doing wonderfully you make these bitches want to flea
[Intro: CJ Fly]
Yo yo yo yo pros
Y'all try'na cypher right quick, what up bruh bruh bruh?
[Hook: CJ Fly]
I said, who wanna cypher in the room tonight? grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright
I said, who wanna cypher in the room tonight? grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright
[Verse 1: CJ Fly]
Said we were just a bunch of kids, like the Brady Bunch
Style so miscellanous, cats taking speed ain't in a lane with us
Favorite line of quotes/coats you can hang em up
You straight whats up, I don't know I wrote this statement cuz
It was stating just, how homie he was fakin tough
So I gave him lumps, beat him up, broke his jaw
He claimed he got jumped
Got on an orange suit it hurt to see my mans in cuffs
It goes to show how these Brooklyn streets were dangerous
Niggas ain't playin' son, come round here shining its the timing
When things get violent, eyelids violet, whenever they violate
That's why my style been to be silent
Unless they want the shaolin
I came into this game and ate with no one to make my plate
Said my grace, figured that they must not know what art is
Cause we just starvin' artists who become someone they all test
To them I'm just a target but I'm solid just like tar get, uh
I'm doing wonderfully you make these bitches want to flea
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