You Goin Down - Heather b

Heather B and I’ma spit it for a minute

Watch my team and my money while I’m in it

Hurt the competition, start a rap clinic

My repertoire?

I own it and I live it

Can you dig it?

I’m here for the long haul

Who stopping me from ballin like Chamique Holdsclaw?

Single, black female, outlaw

Most wanted

Hardcore, to make a brother want more

Put nobody on a pedestal

Too many garbage MC’s, rap residue

E’rybody talking righteous ain’t responsible

You so busy judging me, but God judging you

I know scriptures too

Play me?

Doubt that

Gettin it?

Bout that

I waited for the right one — it’s crazy now I found that

Oh bet that you catching on

Sending hollars to my people down in Marion

Lafayette

The Woods,

Booker T and Montgomery I’m a thousand strong

Don’t make me start naming 'em

Down baby

You test my love you going down baby

Don’t nothing phase me

Down baby

You test my love you going down baby

Down baby

The truth will get recognized

Can’t fight the fact, that I rip tracks better than some of these guys

Hella tight from the Bay, to Bed-Stuy

And when I come, I’m comin through with my head high

Fresh off the red eye

Zoning, all night

Ripping, all mics

Put me at the top, lonely WHAT?

I’ll be alright

Nothing, won’t stop me kid

I’m livin life to the fullest thinkin positive

All these killers on wax sound stupid

Hope you’re ready

Hope it wasn’t the Henny cause you might have to prove it

Got fakers thinkin twice now

Cause the moment, of truth might be right now

I’m raisin e’rything from stakes, to eyebrows

So if you want in you gotta pay down 'pon in

Bet I came to move the crowd

Pity?

I had some

I read your story all over, it’s a sad one

But you took a shot at me, that was mad dumb

My Sharpie ink spots like a magnum

You gon' catch a bad one

Your future?

Dismal

You sounding?

Miserable

Clown to the world cause what I did to you is pitiful