Line Em Up

[Hook]

Stacks on Deck My Niggas All Set
Lining Up Opponents and I'm asking who's Next
Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up
Line Em Up (Here We Go)

[Verse 1 Hollywood FLOSS]

Wiping Through The competition hanging em like I'm Lynching
I dont need a co-sign I write my own admission
Handing pensions to vets and stepping over beginners
Ice cold I'm Kobe when it come to game winners
Hold up the title champion challenging rivals
Shoot you before you shoot me my mind-state is rifle
Shotgun flow watch me blow thru a track
Johnny Depp wallet watch me blow thru a stack
No nose candy but i make brains go numb
With intricate lyrics and the thump from my bass drum
Rule of thumb I school you bums Hip Hop Alum
I'm tryna raise it up like I'm mom dukes son
From the slums of Houston where we chop and screw them
Anyone still saying the south can't rap well screw them
The nail in the coffin and i'm the key component
Taking on challengers ummm next opponent

[Hook]

Stacks on Deck My Niggas All Set
Lining Up Opponents and I'm asking who's Next
Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up
Line Em Up (Here We Go)

[Verse 2 - YP]

Okay Line Em Up and watch him fall like dominoes
To see if he can take a couple shots from this calico
I be that nigga from the streets of the GO
Gripping plastic that'll pop a nigga top like a Toe
I'ma gangsta get saluted when i enter the door
If it was me i would of murked that bitch on Murder She Wrote
But on another note my flow is raw like the rubber broke
Thats why my record spinning like a dunk on some hundred spokes
Going out of town and showing em how I get it in
Lyrics that's describing the circumstances I'm living in
Bills multiplying I'm hustling for the dividends
Momma steady crying she dreamed that I was on CNN
It is what it is It ain't no preparation
Gotta know it's in my nature six degrees of separation
A hit to the haters you can run and tell em this
I dont see NO competition cause they probably dont exist

[Hook]

Stacks on Deck My Niggas All Set
Lining Up Opponents and I'm asking who's Next
Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up
Line Em Up (Here We Go)

[Verse 3 - Hollywood FLOSS]

Rap's hired hitman shittin on opposition
Bret Hart of music charts excellent execution
Sharp shooter tutor to the undermatched
Cause they keep saying the same thing like a record scratched
I make songs not sixteens
I'm longevity yall quick fixes to the scene
Puppets to the machine I'm figurehead you figurine
Hakeem Olajuwon yall just pipe dreams
Fantasies with hopes players with no coach
Captains with no boats how you plan to stay afloat
Against my wave nah my tsunami
A man army and they still can't bomb me
Bounce back from their juvenile attempts
You can't compare Ramen noodles to Steak and Shrimp
Listen to yall music only to press eject
Line Em Up knock em down show you who's best FLOSS

[Hook]

Stacks on Deck My Niggas All Set
Lining Up Opponents and I'm asking who's Next
Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up Line Em Up
Line Em Up (Here We Go)