All Out

[Hook]
It's our sound, big city or small town
People are people we goin' all out, out
Are y'all down, big city or small town
People are people we goin' all out

[Verse 1]
I pop a collar when I'm breaking a neck
I'm the ace in the deck that keeps you placing your bets
A taste for direct quotes pacing my steps
Deepspace release dates are always taking your check
Your favorite radio station's next
Chasing charts based with my heart breaks and shaking my chest
I pick apart each word until i say it correct
My punch lines are puzzle pieces that delays the effect
But I'll never fade away
Keep the sun in a jar because I'm here to save the day
My crew watches cops to catch a glimpse of Flava Flav
Sipping on the music quake and stating haterade
Designed by divine hairs, my spine is a light stand
Cut me off at the waist you can't be half the man that i am
It's getting hot in here black tar and white sand
And stepping off is your homework assigned man
I listen to life like a blind man
Compared to fifty cent I'm just shy 5 grand
No way they over yet I'll tell you when its done
Holla at your boy like you're yelling at your son

[Hook]
It's our sound, big city or small town
People are people we goin' all out, out
Are y'all down, big city or small town
People are people we goin' all out

[Verse 2]
I'm a good old boy, red blooded American male
Try to define me, but their comparisons fail
Bones get shattered if your skeleton's frail
And freedoms just a tale that they telling in jail
I'm selling em invention in Edison style ideas
Rhymes pay my rent for the past 5 years
It's dried my tears, defied my fears
And I'll be speaking my mind till i die right here
I was born in Savannah
Bounce town to town until i found my home in Atlanta
And my poem is a manner of answer in a session
If you've got questions then I've got a few suggestions
Lessons I've learned in a small town life
Gotta practice every night until the song sounds right
Swore the lights were bright when you tried to make it
It takes you different places if you've got the guts to say it
Spit like my jaws filled with home grown tobacco
Running things like i know every single little back road
Cut like x-acto from here to El Paso
My people are the reason that i rap, oh

[Hook]
It's our sound, big city or small town
People are people we goin' all out, out
Are y'all down, big city or small town
People are people we goin' all out