Morgan Blu

[Intro: Blu]
Whatchu trying to do to me
Even up the score?
Sing it on bitch

[Verse 1: Blu]
Wait was that it?
Is it true?
Better question is it he?
Was it
BL in the place ladies and gents
I would like to reintroduce some of you to
But more importantly Tanya Morgan
Please hold your applause 'till the homie stops recording
And hold your drawls 'till the promoter drops the 40 G's
Be still, real sporty thieves
Pleased to meet each of you tonight
Drop the spotlight
Drinks on the house, mi casa su casa
Who gotch baby poppa paying now we straight
Crazy '83 baby I'm way behind summer
(?) to those who know the most
But I don't mind
That's a crown fifty cozy
Coke line cosigners go find an exit or get clotheslined
Brah
Sober for your kind
Its kind of like a world gone blind
Leading blind mice to the mic
Before they meet Christ
And I'm like geez
And uh, ya'll like Jeezy right?
My managers like please be nice on this feature
And I'm like I'm always nice
Like Greg or like eggs in bed
Or like pie between legs thats spread
Nice like head
Cause that's nice right?
I'm nice like that
Except I don't give it, I get it
Grey Goose, Watermelon Arizona Lipton
Iced tea pimping
I gotta (?) ya'll the page
Cause I can't wait to bust
Plug to the main source
So I can't fake the funk
Can't hate the rump
Southern Cali thump
You could swear Lil Jon was inside the trunk
But it wasn't it was us
And I'm living with my mama
Shandra, Morgan, and her friend's name is Tanya

[Verse 2: Von Pea]
Her boyfriend's Donny
And her fish called Wanda
Wacky named her ill
When the milkman conned her
Little on the shy side
But I seen a brother stage dive
Off a high rise giving high 5's
Step aside wise guy
You a small fry
On Pea's nuts
I got five guys living five lives
Four of them are whoring
And the fifth one's following
Kick drum bodying
Until I'm done probably
Classify your classic
Like Christmas in Hollis
Or the (?) of Mrs. Wallace
While (?) puff
Peoples never regional
Was FB seasonal
SB sneakers and then mother freaking Pikachu
Dime skin bitty with a twenty key mitty
And a pretty freak bitty that I met in Queen City
And she got on the pill after 23 jimmies
Cause I got enough sons and they all want a penny

[Verse 3: Ilyas]
I rep Cin city
To the fullest
I be out like a bullet
To the world
Through the booth, through your girl, through the spotlight
I get around
Guess I'm Pac feels like All Eyez On Me
Feels like I'm in the spotlight
But I'm not cause I got like
Christ, like hind sight 20/20
But I got the foresight to match
Yo man strike the match
I'm the fire bringer
Blue flame (?) the frame
I'm a fire breather
With an H20 flow
That turns to snow when I'm cold
Dope boys say I'm coke for the soul
Fans automatic dope addicts when I go at it
Girls cling with no static
Had to kick the old ho habits
But its hard to break
So guard your date
I see her nipples and her bra is OK
So I ain't got x-ray vision
But I know your girl feels triple x-rated when she listen
And she switch it like my style do
Change it up to make you hang it up
Gotta wear a noose if you wanna hang with us
Like the Klan (?) hanging is my favorite pastime
Cause most of them are wacker than my last line
Flatline
Ilyas is dead, he's just a voice in my head
I yell (?) taking over
King of kings no bling bling
Got bars like Sing Sing
My stars the I Ching
Go hard like Springstein
I was born in the USA
And I'm over your head like Pat (?) toupee
All other crews make way
Cause if sunlight or moonlight
Today's our day
Holla
Hallelujah when I do you
Rip through you like Kruger
Or a wild cougar
Or the night by the beam of light
I maneuver through the screens of hype
And its seeming like
You just touched down in the game
And everyone's screaming aight

[Verse 4: Donwill]
And it be seeming like all I want is gleam and Nikes
Rather nice to bling at nights, but my life gave me a fight
Low on green got me going green
Blowing green, I ain't really did that shit since (?) green
But I cleaned up to be on my own
Knuckled up while the rest of these chumps bitched and moaned
So I'm sad, not hardly
Departed from the party
Pity tucked titty and they all exposed partly
That'll make a bad situation seem seductive
Plan to make plans
Man thats all you came up with
Guess who came up its
Donwill form College Hill
Schooled in the game
And I ain't paid for college still
Gladly I'll be (?) at my art promoted badly
Rather be than trying to be promoted at a J O B
But this time around I'm writing more than rhymes down
I just jot 'em if I got 'em
But the plans (?)
Your man (?)
They charge for all performance Time Warner would watch
I ain't down 'n out, I'm down about nothing
Don was putting out, I'm drowning out the frowns and doubts
By learning more I'm finding out
Barely knew about the biz, embarrassed by how bad it is
But baring with the bull again
Bringing it through I'm bound to win
Pray before I snapped again
Cause man we some albums in
But all ya'll want to talk about is Moonlighting time and again