Say Something

[Intro: Black Milk]
Yeah
Ha
Ride with your boy
Experience some of this dirt shit
Ooo, yeah
Yeah
Check
Huh

[Verse 1: Black Milk]
Award-winning sound, I'm grabbing the Oscar
On top of my game so keep ya eyes up
Y'all can't rise but y'all guys fall
I'm still high like blue skies where stars align up
Change the game, I'm crushing it
So hang yourself until ya feet can dangle under ya
Build your empire up
And I'm still crushin' it down until it look like Legos tumbling
They mumbling that I'm tha illest, the new thing
So if the shoe fits, I'm lacing the shoe strings
Ballin' hard, money is Pat Ewing
Got, got a couple tricks up under my two sleeves
Jot a couple lines on top of some loose leaf
And I need more then two sheets
No sleep at night, and even when the sun's up
From beats to rhymes, I'm hard on both ends, call me numbchucks

[Hook: Black Milk]
I'm saying they ain't really saying nothing, we getting it
Them niggas ain't spraying nothing, we getting it
Same lame niggas, same fronting, we getting it
Shame on a (Nuh), and if he say something (Ha)
They ain't really saying nothing, we getting it
Them niggas ain't spraying nothing, we getting it
Same lame niggas, same fronting, we getting it
Shame on a (Nuh), and if he say something (Ha)

[Verse 2: NameTag]
They can act like they don't know
The halo flows is over their head
When I'm holding a pen, call me an ink slinger; give a beat a tattoo
And I stay on the roll, I'm sorta like crap shooting
I advance quicker than a cat's movement
Chasing the mouse and breaking out strong as the Hulk
When he rip through cloth, all I do is stir up
Bars are sick, I'mma need cough syrup
Call the law firm up, we got a case, another track
Tag had a verse full, was turned up murdered
I'm a person, and something like a furnace
Burning up, rising highs, a tidal wave nigga, surf's up
My flow tight as a shirt tucked
The goal is to earn bucks, get a bundle of money standing up tall
I got the mic with a clutched palm
Having the audience off of they feet like a center at jump-ball

[Hook: Black Milk]
I'm saying they ain't really saying nothing, we getting it
Them niggas ain't spraying nothing, we getting it
Same lame niggas, same fronting, we getting it
Shame on a (Nuh), and if he say something (Ha)
They ain't really saying nothing, we getting it
Them niggas ain't spraying nothing, we getting it
Same lame niggas, same fronting, we getting it
Shame on a (Nuh), and if he say something (Ha)

[Verse 3: Slim S.D.H]
You young punks is pound puppies
I remember when you got your first pound, you was found lucky
That underground ugly (Cold!)
Since the silent whispers of lost souls and dead guppies
Roll with the underdog, give it up like applause
Robbing bastards masked it, Pete of the Paid Pa
That thirty-thirty knocked your nose off six blocks away
The sound of the city sound like a cave

[Hook: Black Milk]
I'm saying they ain't really saying nothing, we getting it
Them niggas ain't spraying nothing, we getting it
Same lame niggas, same fronting, we getting it
Shame on a (Nuh), and if he say something (Ha)
They ain't really saying nothing, we getting it
Them niggas ain't spraying nothing, we getting it
Same lame niggas, same fronting, we getting it
Shame on a (Nuh), and if he say something (Ha)