Taste

[Hook]
LA got a taste, New York got a taste, Detroit got a taste of it (They say they love it)
Chi-Town got a taste, the A got a taste, the Bay got a taste of it (They say they love it)
The UK got a taste, Japan got a taste, and France got a taste of it (They say they love it)
The world got a taste, your girl got a taste, even your mom got a taste of it (They say they love it)

[Verse 1: Mibbs]
I'm comin' from a city where no pity is shown
And everybody wants to be a G when they grown
The heat seek at your dome, a simple squeeze of the chrome
You see a nigga one week, next week he gone
But lately it's been shady, I don't like the zone
That's why I got so crazy on the microphone
You see I write the poems, they enlight your dome
Come in, the doors open and the lights is on
And this shit hit harder than the time you found out that your girl was cheatin'
Or maybe even, that faithful evenin', you turned on the TV screen and seen Rodney King take that beatin'
Heavy hitter shit, now the whole crowd fiendin' for that uncut raw, they can taste it even
It's the reason I'm breathin', now take three of these and call me if you have any questions- Good evenin'

[Hook]
Jersey got a taste, H-town got a taste, Richmond got a taste of it (They say they love it)
NC got a taste, Portland got a taste, Boston got a taste of it (They say they love it)
AZ got a taste, Fresno got a taste, Brooklyn got a taste of it (They say they love it)
The world got a taste, your girl got a taste, your grandma got a taste of it (They say they love it)

[Verse 2: BeYoung]
Just ask your momma, she know about it, how we go about it
It's our shows that she take her draws, and throw 'em out it
Ain't now clothes allowed in, watch us take these lame niggas in the game plus a frame and we blow 'em out it
(Yeah, yeah)I said we blow 'em out it, ain't no turnin' back now, no the throne is ours
And that's a guarantee, 'cause see, I ain't in to gassin' niggas- I run my thing like it's solar powered
These trash niggas I can go without it, these trash niggas love to coach you 'bout it
Cause they the ones supplyin' the shit, niggas in they mid thirties still lyin' and shit
Like- mother fuck the positive shit, I'm gettin' faded man, life is a bitch
That's why I do me, and keep it cool see
Pac Div, man y'all know who them dudes be

Cleveland got a taste, DC got a taste, VA got a taste of it (They say they love it)
Vegas got a taste, Memphis got a taste, Oakland got a taste of it (They say they love it)
Pittsburgh got a taste, Little Rock got a taste, NO got a taste of it (They say they love it)
The world got a taste, your girl got a taste, your auntie got a taste of it (They say they love it)

[Verse 3: Like]
I got too much passion for that monotone rappin'
If silence is golden, I wouldn't know it I'm tryna go platinum
Designer coat fashion
Find its own fabrics
I am so classic, like I'm walkin' on the runway
You talk a lot of gunplay
All that tough actin'- to me means your comin' out the closet with it one day (Any day, Any way)
I'm heavy hittin' I could home run it any play
With no strikes, I'm so nice
But you know right, cause I'm dope like
What you sold right? You know, snow white
How you a millionaire still rappin' 'bout your coke price?
I don't get it, it's a joke right?
But the kids love it, so it ain't wrong, right?
Just food for thought, for the soul like-
Here's a piece, have a whole bite
You taste it?

Philly got a taste, South Beach got a taste, Dallas got a taste of it (They say they love it)
Louisville got a taste, C-Town got a taste, B-More got a taste of it (They say they love it)
Austin got a taste, Denver got a taste, Palm Dale got a taste of it (They say they love it)
The world got a taste, your girl got a taste, now you got a taste of it (They say they love it)