Story Behind The Song

a lil somethin' for the fans !!!!

Song Description

We're doing this music stuff for the fans !!!

Lyrics

skeights beats yeah .. To the fullest.. Aww shit ... you know what time it is .. Yeah!

(first verse: Skeight)
I put my pencil down on my paper and start to write
Everything that?s coming out is from the heart tonight
As the spark ignites, I fill my lungs with smoke
Thinking about the days when people were hung by throats
What up though? Now-a-days The guns will smoke
Which is even worse than what will numb your throat
So I chill in the studio as I strum a note,
sippin on rum and coke as I bun the dope
I?m from the slums, I?m broke. I?m trying to stack that loot
I got tracks to do so just pass the juice
?Cause I wanna take a sip while I make these hits
I ain?t stoppin? ?till everyone is saying skeights the shit
Too many haters I don?t have patients with
An amazing number of people will take your shit
If you try and take my shit, you?re in danger kid
Cause all the people I roll with are dangerous

(chorus: Skeight x 2)
Didn?t you know that we be doin? this for yall, doin? this for yall, doin? this for yall
yeah man we?re doin? this for yall, doin? this for yall, doin? this for yall

(second verse: Skeight)
Skeights never giving a fuck. I?m living it up
While you?re grandmas knitting and such, I?m spitting my stuff
I?m hitting ?em up with beats and it ain?t a crime
Before I run out of time Imma bun up a dime, write up a rhyme
And spit a line on this mic of mine
In this state of mind, I always aim to climb
You ain?t going to get anywhere with that lame ass rhyme
Look what I became with time, my name will shine
And they will find I?m one of the illest of Mcs
I die hard. Not even Willis can test me
No cop can arrest me. You know that I?m deadly
I?ll show up at your door at four with a machedi
You know that I?m ready. Bitch, you can?t forget me
Your clique best be equipped with clips to get me
My set be equipped with clips so lets see
If you?re going to be able to take out this MC

(chorus: Skeight x 2)
Didn?t you know that we be doin? this for yall, doin? this for yall, doin? this for yall
yeah man we?re doin? this for yall, doin? this for yall, doin? this for yall

(third verse: Young Scott)
I don?t steal cars, but I fuck hard
Beat it real hard, beat it, beat it real hard
Shorty likes that. Yeah you like that ?
Then bring it back baby girl, bring it back
Young Scott. Yeah, I rip the mic
Puffin? dro as I write, just livin? my life
Yo P. You ready to spit? (yeah)
Show these niggas that we?re the shit.

(fourth verse: Kid P)
Wild out, get it crunk, let it bump
All the heads gonna bop when it come
Feining of the energy Imma style with it
Fresh ditched clothes, fresh picked dro
And my team with me, and that green sticky
Got me lookin? like Imma get pissy
Walk to drunk when I back out
Bangers wave ?em in my hand and they vanish
Fucking hoes don?t stop
Especially once you?ve seen the watch
Get deck wop
Know what I?m like
Know that I like my shit tight, cause I wanna fuck all night
Day too. All about the cash
Yeah, you?re a nasty girl, but it ain?t about the ass
?Cause I?m a business man. A line from the Mills
Soon gonna know how it feels.

(chorus: Skeight x 2)
Didn?t you know that we be doin? this for yall, doin? this for yall, doin? this for yall
yeah man we?re doin? this for yall, doin? this for yall, doin? this for yall