Down Like This - Statik Selektah, Sheek Louch, Pharoahe Monch

Sheek Louch, yo

Routine shit, wake up, fuck, hit a blunt

Go outside with my pack, see what these niggas want

D Eagle, whip is barely street legal

0 to 60, knocking my nigga Sigel

Hip hop fanatic, your shit pathetic

I’m De La, I’m Kane, I’m Ultramagnetic

Old school and new school, all of y’all can get it

Liquor hangovers, weed medication

New York City, L.O.X federation

Any jail cell, our music is meditation

You don’t want my niggas to act up

Cause we ain’t moving when I say them boys packing up

I talk shit, but everything I’m backing up

Big money, every day I’m racking up

You can blame us for the hard shit

D Block, box cutters in the yard shit

(Whole squad get it down like this)

(Sheek Louch, God)

(Whole squad get it down like this)

(Blame the, blame the Crooked letter I)

(Whole squad get it down like this)

(Pharoahe fucking Monch, ain’t a damn thang changed)

(You can act stupid if you wanna)

(Whole squad get it down like this)

Female dogs plus ignorant individuals

Equal bitch niggas, their existence is criminal

I divide fuckboys in half, then live

Multiplied by the fucks that I don’t give

You don’t possess the grammar to step to Pharoahe’s parameter

Trying to take a piece of the pie, or a slice of the ratio

Of a circle circumference to it’s diameter

Police scan a scrambler, damage your man with a blammer

Feeding Canada, land of the chicks, now get off my dick

Your whole squad’s petty, sounds like shit

Whole squad get it down like this, work with me though

The Queens strangler, the rap mangler, danger

The rapper who raps like he should have been born in Jerusalem inside of a

manger

Four finger ring rock at the kango

With the headbanger thing hanging out of his pocket, he’s not playing

Your topics are not bangun

Nobody rhymes iller than Crooked, I’m Godzilla packing a big gun

This is capital punishment like a cop killer listening to Big Pun

I’ve got the plug on every drug like auxiliary for the street income

Truly, no lie, my crew be multi

Excuse me, but I’m usually the dude that the foolies don’t try

Usually the shooter when the uzi roll by, with the goonies

I put more G’s on your neck than a Gucci bow tie nigga

This is what happens when Statik Selektah

Get a rap from Hannibal Lecter, the cannibal predator

How to kill a rapper, I’m the manual’s editor

Have to respect him, chew him, shit him out a mechanical rectum

Yeah, still getting cash till I pass

Trapped in this industry full of fags and high class

Hoes, that wanna sit on my lap for a band

Cause they heard I’m moving weight like a gastric bypass

I’m a be fresh as hell if the feds watching

I’m a be getting a best nugging

From a freshly dressed bitch at the edge of my bed with her head bobbing

Goblin, treating her cheaper than lunch in Red Robin

I’m out flowing you niggas with quotes, knowing you niggas is jokes, ha

If I really go in, you niggas are croked

Up shit creek, I’m just throwing you niggas in boat

Rocking dookie chain, showing you niggas the ropes crooked

I can keep going

(Blame the, blame the Crooked letter I), the streets know it

(Whole squad get it down like this)

(Sheek Louch, God)

(Whole squad get it down like this)

(Pharoahe fucking Monch, ain’t a damn thang changed)

(Whole squad get it down like this)

(You can act stupid if you wanna)

(Whole squad get it down like this)

(Down like this)