Think About That

Nick Wiz ft. Shabaam Sahdeeq ft. Black Sun - “Think About That”
[Emcee(s): Black Sun and Shabaam Sahdeeq]
[Producer(s): Nick Wiz]

[Hook: Shabaam Sahdeeq]
Think about that, think about this
Think about that, think about this
Think about that (Life), think about this (Death)
Think about that (Cash), think about this (Stress)
Think about that (Life), think about this (Death)
Think about that (Cash), think about this

[Verse 1: Black Sun and Shabaam Sahdeeq]
Females
Be moving like felines in fine fabrics. She’d rather
Be in a casket than live average. Now that’s
Madness. Extra status, alias Ben Grimm
Strong as ten men, blood flow crimson
We stomp, shoot through your state, put slugs in your face
Put thugs in their place only if we have to
Mash you, breeze past you. A lot of us confrontational
Facing you, blazing you, shutting your mouth like a laptop
Fake not, you’re blind to the facts. It’s on now, cuzzo
Blood flowing out these black clouds, flood
The surface, search for high ground like I ain’t
Rugged enough. How the hell you sound? I tell
You now: yo, fam, check this here
Equality thug, drama for the rest of this year now
Not next year, we’re motivating—what?!?
Safari kid gon’ cut whatever I touch
These combos crush, split your lips like Dutches
My name hold weight like scales of justice, plus this
Too savage for your average thug
Black Sun, one shot at love—and one!

[Hook: Shabaam Sahdeeq and Black Sun]
Think about that (Life), think about this (Death)
Think about that (Cash), think about this (Stress)
Think about that (Life), think about this (Death)
Think about that (Cash), think about this (Stress)
Think about that (Life), think about this (Death)
Think about that (Cash), think about this (Stress)
Think about that (Life), think about this (Death)
Think about that (Cash), think about this

[Verse 2: Black Sun and Shabaam Sahdeeq]
My slang’s elaborate—no need to eavesdrop. High-
-powered, send you cowards back to detox. Brain-
-wash the majority, it’s like morphine
More teams with more dreams of more green. You know the outcome’s
Something we all seen, desperado. It’s like
Apollo Creed getting trained by Cus D’Amato. Rappers
And hustlers is role models. Whoever get the avocado
Green—yeah, that’s the motto it seems. We conjure
Spirits with lyrics, now they’re dancing around you
Doing the Macarena to your song—that’s a no-brainer
How much Cris’ can you guzzle? How much blunts can you smoke?
How many bitches can you fuck, and do we give a?
Drink a cup of this and watch it shrivel your liver. We deliver
Mail bombs in the form of singles. No me
Importa que tú habla. Me and bro tag
Your toe, potato-sack your flow. Act like you don’t know
And we gon’ make you realize what’s going on
New dawn, we’re trying to buy cribs and shit

[Hook: Shabaam Sahdeeq and Black Sun]
Think about that (Life), think about this (Death)
Think about that (Cash), think about this (Stress)
Think about that (Life), think about this (Death)
Think about that (Cash), think about this (Stress)
Think about that (Life), think about this (Death)
Think about that (Cash), think about this (Stress)
Think about that (Life), think about this (Death)
Think about that (Cash), think about this