We Gon Turn It Out (feat. Jas Mace & Internal Quest)

We represent for hip-hop 'cause I'm coming from the underground, shit never stops Can I drop the bomb, oh, yes I can Please help me show these whack rappers who we are Turn this shit up, we represent for hip-hop 'Cause I'm coming from the underground, shit never stops (yeah) Can I drop the bomb, oh, yes I can Please help me show these whack rappers who we are Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Jason Born on the 13th a Friday but no relation But then again I don't pretend to be a friend of these Wack emcees that make me want to strangle them Wrap the mic cord around their neck, constrict like a boa's grip Until they're blue and voice is sounding like it auto-tuned I don't believe you even if you had more people You still suck like the Lost Boys sequel Had me thinking what the hell was you thinking Must have been drinking, getting lifted in the Lincoln Hot boxing until you're stinking Dumb and clueless had a bet you wouldn't do this But you did it, now you gotta feel the wrath of a critic Birds of a feather get slaughtered together with Venomous poems that's going straight to your dome I roam like Romulus never knowing my home I'm just a man of the planet travel the land doing damage And turn this shit up and sing along Put the volume up to ten let your neighbors hear this song It's from me to you, that's what I'm talking about Singing we gon' turn it out So turn this shit up and let the bass vibrate Through your soul taking total control And shout it out, that's what I'm talking about Singing we gon' turn it out A lot of rappers nowadays are too arrogant They're ego tripping, slipping on that nonsense they drinking and spilling But really nobody's feeling you ain't appealing And your metaphors are really metatwos dumbed down and basic So face it, like race relations you ain't getting no better I'm like Jerry smashing Tom on this cheddar endeavor so check it For what it's worth I'm a stay down to earth Like the gravity that grounds me if not go to plan B Get a job hit the bank up for a mortgage Who I'm kidding man that shit sounds boring If I ain't touring overseas then I gotta be In the booth breathing life into these stories And I don't know what you call that crap But it ain't rapping like Jehovah Witnesses on Christmases You got no business in this, like pork distributors In Saudi Arabia won't you join me on this pilgrimage And turn this shit up and sing along Put the volume up to ten let your neighbors hear this song It's from me to you, that's what I'm talking about Singing we gon' turn it out So turn this shit up and let the bass vibrate Through your soul taking total control And shout it out, that's what I'm talking about Singing we gon' turn it out If the numbers ain't adding up someone get subtracted Basic arithmetic sorry we don't deal with fractions Someone tell the promoters don't short us Chuck Atkins Can I watch ass shake like arthritic hands grabbing Beast monster loch nest big foot Godzilla bane when you open this notebook Slap a rapper in his teeth if he talking word of mouth Got em on his best behavior it's just like a open house Open book test they looking for a easy pass They only fucking with the ugly bitches for some easy ass Trying to get these bills paid you could pop a bottle Their career in neutral mine is full throttle And I ain't letting off the brakes Couple friends turned atheist I swear they lost the faith It's cool my chin high you would have thought I beat a case You can Google Hip-Hop and you'll probably see my face So turn this shit up and sing along Put the volume up to ten let your neighbors hear this song It's from me to you, that's what I'm talking about Singing we gon' turn it out So turn this shit up and let the bass vibrate Through your soul taking total control And shout it out, that's what I'm talking about Singing we gon' turn it out