bang this

Intro:
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, guess whos back
Its me, your man Dae
Make sure my mic sound righteous, you know how I like this
Ey yo, Marco waddup
Lets get it this time, Im starving (word)
Verse 1:
King Daevy The Great, put a steak on his plate
We was meant to be together, baby it was no mistake
Beyond fate, beyond anger and hate, we crossed paths
Now its like we attached at the waist
Im back in the place, throw a peace sign in your face
A b-boy, who may have a 9 in his waist
Space cadet, with a tape and cassette
The type to tape the hate, if ya makin a threat
Play it back and just laugh to for a second while it disintegrates
I innovate styles, they stretch worldwide and integrate
You heard of Dae, I got a murderous way
I slay tracks, the main attraction, pissing on Millie Jackson
Figure of speech, yo my friggin release
Makes about as much difference as a piss at the beach
We got a hundred million rappers now, whatever ya need
Thug, drug, bugged, cyborg, political emceeees
Chorus 1:
You gotta hear me out, Its what it is now
Now matter what youre standin for, you need to get down
Right now, non believers like wow
Makin somethin outta nothin all the haters like how
MacGyver style, turn black to shine
Its your man One Dae yo, Im back to shine
So fresh, a bit different from the rest
Bang this up to 10 and feel the funk in your chest ( yes)
Verse 2:
I gotta be outta my gourd
So Imma die by what i live by, thats the sword
My word play is like playing with fire
Live wire, gettin amped off hate and desire
You hear the choir, Im comin like ten thousand chariots
Full force, **** plain games Imma marry it
These other rappers on they Marion Barry
Smokin crack at the Marriot with Tara and Sally
Im wearing hoodies like Evidence and lurkin in alleys
Pumped up, ready to lift ya like Im working at Balleys
Cant figure out which way I should write
So I dont know if i should get hyped or contrite
Did a lot of wrong , but that dont really make it right
I popped off more locks than a gang of wild Jamaicans fightin
Im in the hood like politicians tryin to get a vote
And I aint got a pot to piss in, but i got some smoke
Chorus 2:
You gotta hear me out, Its what it is now
Now matter what youre standin for, you need to get down
Right now, non believers like wow
Makin somethin outta nothin all the haters like how
MacGyver style, turn black to shine
Its your man One Dae yo, Im back to shine
So fresh, a bit different from the rest
Bang this up to 10 and feel the funk in your chest (yes)
Verse 3:
Since day one, your man stuck to his guns
Seen em come and go, Im still here stackin my ones
Seen em blow quick and crawl back beggin for crumbs
Tyrin to hustle, and theyre betteroff bubblin gum
Straight frontin with a couple jums under they tongue
Immaculate slums, mad rappers, half of them suck
Come on man, more than half of them suck
Eighty five percent sound like they fell a few feet from a mic
And someone pressed the red light and said **** it, he nice
Threw the **** in the store and put the kid on the tour
He came back with AIDS broke, cause all the ****in was raw
They saw Dae, mutha ****a ya foul
Nah, my duck duck goose ***** dippin mutha **** a that foul
Got a serious style, but i can still smile wit a scowl
Im higher than all yall, give a pound to an owl
Yo pardon, i gotta bounce now, Im movin my bowels ( one)
Chorus 3:
You gotta hear me out, Its what it is now
Now matter what youre standin for, you need to get down
Right now, non believers like wow
Makin somethin outta nothin all the haters like how
MacGyver style, turn black to shine
Its your man One Dae yo, Im back to shine
So fresh, a bit different from the rest
Bang this up to 10 and feel the funk in your chest (yes)
Yes (yes, yes)
Yes yes yes yes
Yah yah, nah mean
OD, M. Polo..
**** you if you homo, keep **** so thorough
All five boroughs
Worldwide, all seven continents