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It's Working Lyrics

[GUY:]
Things Have Just Started.

[Berni Mac:]
Here I am m***********..Here I Am..
Told You I Was Coming Didnt I Tell Ya? YEAHHH!!
[Bliss:]
AHh s***, I Think We Just f***** Up The Industry,
Cuz Every Tall d*** And Dumb c*** Is Dissing B l-i-s-s Plus Eso N Izm,
So This Is Detecated To You,So You Best Go And Listen,
Now...
Dont You Try To Tell Me What Hip Hop Is Not,
You Dont Own That MotherFick, Man You Got Its Pops,
Im Gunna Chop The Crops,Im Gunna Cop The Rocks,
Im Gunna c*** The Glock, And There Gunna Pop The Shot,
But Us All Were Gunna Do Is Gunna Rock The Spot,
He Have To Trot,Its Not Are Fault We Top The Lot,
You Just Cant Hack it Can You?YOu Lost The Plot,
SO Put Your Whack Album Out And Imma Watch It Flop,
So Calm My c***,And Quit Acting Tough,
You Mad At Us, Cuz At a Show You Lack The Punch,
To Pack At c****, And Hear More Then Act At Once,
With Every Front Row Minger Trying To s***** Your Nuts
Ya Rapping Sucks, Ya f*****s Chumps The Facts Are Rough,
Imma Sell Out Man That Just Cracks Me Up,
So Back The f***,Up The Lessons When You Step To Me,
And Dont You Dare Every Question Try My Intergreity,
Even Your Means Diss Is Like A Harmless Joke,
Dude Im Right Here Quit Dissing A Bar Of Soap,
You Farmets Choke Knowing My Style Is Ill,
You Can Hate Us All You Want But You Can Deny The SKill,
So Fire At Will,And Any Song You Tired Still,
Wont Even Affect Me, And A Smile And Chill,
So Please Its Over, Someone Give Me A Drum Roll,
You Numb Skulls, Can Take Right Straight Up The b** Hole,
[Chorus: Bliss]
Hit Me Hit Me High.. Hit Me Hit Me Low...
It Dont Really Matter Cuz You Know Were Gunna Grow
Its Working... [Scratches]
[Verse 2: Eso] You see bliss n eso's back and thats a ganranteed banger if you havn't seen us than you havn't seen hammers hit concrete and then bloom somthing beautiful coz this song means theres no room for the usual so get off my gonads im proud and broke where my head is a notepad in a cloud of smoke jealous rats in the city they no i'm king cause i remodel the world with the flow i bring see you rap for the cash and i pitty your job my styles wild like a child from the city of god and eso's head s***e is something you cant touch head bobin to me is like f***** with hard drugs in the parked trucked (yeah) livin it up with my state to state crews not givin a f*** we stay fresh even when s*** gets so bad that we gotta be those fathers for kids with no dads and thats how we bust and build this put my heart in a track bro touch the real s*** theres no word to describe how real its been but it feels like flyin down steep hilss in wheelie bins i did it my way i self promote this aint bentleys parked out the front of wealthy homes this is for those who's words aren't usually heard who can grab that mic and b***** prove what there worth i'm not a player at a picnic with my biscuit c***ed im not the type to a** kiss the boss im that blackout that wipes out like fifty blocks that middle finger up kids give the cops

Chorus: Bliss]
Hit Me Hit Me High.. Hit Me Hit Me Low...
It Dont Really Matter Cuz You Know Were Gunna Grow
Its Working... [Scratches] X4
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