Red Handed Lyrics by Malz Monday
How you hanging on my moves and you ain’t havin’ motion?
They see I been growin’ from the seeds that I been showin’
I been in the laboratory mixin’ up the potions
I ain’t here to argue with you about who the gold is
I ain’t sayin’ I’m with Big Pac, Nas and my [?]
K.Dot, Drizzy, Drake, or Cole
But I’m the coldest of my generation
A revelation, had to tap into my inner greatness
The throne been vacant, it’s up for the takin’
I’m past sweaty, I like with my cash plenty
Thumbin’ through bands like Killa Kam on Rap City
Keepin’ a bag with me, my nigga don’t act silly
I’m a hustler, homie, like that record from Cassidy, uh
Niggas and they feelings, I don’t kill em’ with kindness, I kill em’ with rhymes
These lines right here is just a reminder, I been on that timin’
You niggas ain’t got shit on me sonically, really, it’s comedy
Obviously, I been an anomaly
A boss gon’ take a loss, but it’s nothin’ to me, I’m still up
I’m just tryna ball like Tauncey Billups
Revenge ain’t necessary, cause success is how I kill em’
V.A. had me cost 150 just to fill up
Lately, I just been goin’ in
When I walk in the room, ain’t gotta introduce myself Because they know I’m him
They tryna block my shine, but that’s a go-ten
But I been on that bullshit just like the rosin’
I’m the one that’s chosen, look, set it in stone
I’m droppin’ gems like the mines out in Sierra Leone
Two kids, one on the way, you see the family grown
I coulda quit a while ago, but I been keepin’ it goin’
Look, I’m just organizin’ my shit and prioritizin’
Instead of watchin’ what I do, worry about your assignment
They hopin’ that I fell behind
They was ahead, but I closed the gap like Invisalign
I told you that the city’s mine like 50 times
You niggas livin’ too many lies
You ain’t James Brown, you don’t spin a slide
Bitch, I’m eight like Pennywise
I swear these niggas gotta give me mines
You either with me or against me, nigga, pick a side
Lie through they teeth, me, I slide on these beats
Pass it to me,
it’s like curry from the top of the key
We not really free,
13th Amendment’s rubbish to me
I come from the streets in the jungle where they humble the beasts
I don’t wanna talk, don’t wanna speak
Like the high cabinets for toddlers
I just been out of reach
Walk through the forest, seen the blood on the leaves
I got blood on my hands, gotta wash it with bleach
The only sport I play is contact
Hit him with a sidestep,
why would a novice Step in the ring with Juvio Chavez
No contest,
I got a superior complex
They told me to pull up, did 155 reps
I beg your pardon, they ain’t got enough spark to be startin’ with a arson
Leave him slumped over on a park bench
I’m heartless, carbon-15 inside of a hidden compartment I’m on that
Is you gettin’ dope? Could you bless me, bro? Yes and no
Can’t relate to niggas goin’ broke, tryna impress a ho
That ain’t ethical, can’t be too accessible
They say I’m cocky cause I be draggin’ my testicles
They far-fetched, but I’m raisin’ a bar the farthest
Ain’t just a rapper, I’m a artist
I been goin’ the hardest
9mm inside the armrest
In a spaceship like an episode out of Star Trek
If I said I ain’t feelin’ myself, I would be lyin’
You lucky that I don’t want your bitch cause you would be mine, look
I meditate with my chakras not aligned
But you play with me, I’m mine And I’ma have to cross that line, look
I ain’t Gandhi, but I’m for the peace and love, too
But if you wanna go to war with me, I’m Sun Tzu
In the coupe, blowin’ sticky out the sunroof
If you ain’t talkin’ money, sorry, it don’t compute
If you ain’t talkin’ money, sorry, it don’t compute
If you wanna go to war with me, I’m Sun Tzu
If you ain’t talkin’ money, sorry, it don’t compute
