Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Step on the scene
Looking real clean
Rocking McQueen
Smoking hashish
Sipping on lean
In the back of the Benz
Thanking my fans
I'm Platinum again
Thanks to my lyrics
I racked up them bands
I'm in demand
A man with a plan
To conquer the land
And kill off the klan
Prrrrrra
Everyone ran
Well I'll take a stand
And spit out these verses
Your lyrics they worthless
And if you a rapper
I see you in hearses
Flow so feminine
They rocking they purses
Claiming it's persian
But there's a distortion
Me
I flow like the ocean
Come feel the motion
I spit like the chosen
Indiglow potent
Like flowers I'm smoking
Constantly choking
Constantly joking
With all my homies
Indiglow fam
We never lonely
All of these rappers
They really phony
Claiming they know me
Acting so friendly
They must want to blow me
But I ain't a faggot
Even though
I'm known for my passion
Whenever I'm rapping
And if you act funny
Guns get to clapping
And nah we ain't capping
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Yeah
Ta da
Poof
Bitch we been working with magic
Houdini
Ooh
Go in the hat
And we pull out the ratchet
Round of applause
Get to clapping
We might just bless at you
Here's a napkin
All of these silly humans
With the capping
Stopping that shit
I might kill all distractions
Slippery slope
This dope that we smoking ain't regular
I call up the doc
Time to schedule appointment with liquid lysergic
I call that bitch dancing with Lucy
Playing with fire
I light up a loosie new port
With the filter split
Speaking this knowledge
And humans start peeping the intellect
Trying to get rid of it
They focused on gimmicks
Off into that
Me and the gang ain't into that
F*ck it
We flipping the pack
Like a acrobat
Dropping the acid
Right upon a sour patch
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Yahweh the Pharaoh - Hop on the Beat (feat. Tripp Suave) Lyrics
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Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Step on the scene
Looking real clean
Rocking McQueen
Smoking hashish
Sipping on lean
In the back of the Benz
Thanking my fans
I'm Platinum again
Thanks to my lyrics
I racked up them bands
I'm in demand
A man with a plan
To conquer the land
And kill off the klan
Prrrrrra
Everyone ran
Well I'll take a stand
And spit out these verses
Your lyrics they worthless
And if you a rapper
I see you in hearses
Flow so feminine
They rocking they purses
Claiming it's persian
But there's a distortion
Me
I flow like the ocean
Come feel the motion
I spit like the chosen
Indiglow potent
Like flowers I'm smoking
Constantly choking
Constantly joking
With all my homies
Indiglow fam
We never lonely
All of these rappers
They really phony
Claiming they know me
Acting so friendly
They must want to blow me
But I ain't a faggot
Even though
I'm known for my passion
Whenever I'm rapping
And if you act funny
Guns get to clapping
And nah we ain't capping
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Yeah
Ta da
Poof
Bitch we been working with magic
Houdini
Ooh
Go in the hat
And we pull out the ratchet
Round of applause
Get to clapping
We might just bless at you
Here's a napkin
All of these silly humans
With the capping
Stopping that shit
I might kill all distractions
Slippery slope
This dope that we smoking ain't regular
I call up the doc
Time to schedule appointment with liquid lysergic
I call that bitch dancing with Lucy
Playing with fire
I light up a loosie new port
With the filter split
Speaking this knowledge
And humans start peeping the intellect
Trying to get rid of it
They focused on gimmicks
Off into that
Me and the gang ain't into that
F*ck it
We flipping the pack
Like a acrobat
Dropping the acid
Right upon a sour patch
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Step on the scene
Looking real clean
Rocking McQueen
Smoking hashish
Sipping on lean
In the back of the Benz
Thanking my fans
I'm Platinum again
Thanks to my lyrics
I racked up them bands
I'm in demand
A man with a plan
To conquer the land
And kill off the klan
Prrrrrra
Everyone ran
Well I'll take a stand
And spit out these verses
Your lyrics they worthless
And if you a rapper
I see you in hearses
Flow so feminine
They rocking they purses
Claiming it's persian
But there's a distortion
Me
I flow like the ocean
Come feel the motion
I spit like the chosen
Indiglow potent
Like flowers I'm smoking
Constantly choking
Constantly joking
With all my homies
Indiglow fam
We never lonely
All of these rappers
They really phony
Claiming they know me
Acting so friendly
They must want to blow me
But I ain't a faggot
Even though
I'm known for my passion
Whenever I'm rapping
And if you act funny
Guns get to clapping
And nah we ain't capping
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Yeah
Ta da
Poof
Bitch we been working with magic
Houdini
Ooh
Go in the hat
And we pull out the ratchet
Round of applause
Get to clapping
We might just bless at you
Here's a napkin
All of these silly humans
With the capping
Stopping that shit
I might kill all distractions
Slippery slope
This dope that we smoking ain't regular
I call up the doc
Time to schedule appointment with liquid lysergic
I call that bitch dancing with Lucy
Playing with fire
I light up a loosie new port
With the filter split
Speaking this knowledge
And humans start peeping the intellect
Trying to get rid of it
They focused on gimmicks
Off into that
Me and the gang ain't into that
F*ck it
We flipping the pack
Like a acrobat
Dropping the acid
Right upon a sour patch
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Every time we hop on the beat
Best believe that we bring the heat
If you not the realest emcee
Then you better get ready to flee
Writer: Jesus Mesa, Tommy Young
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid