@Who's Saying This

From the paranormal mind of the worlds foremost cognitively apt, Comes a rush of analogous flow, Take a seat and lean back, As this psychedelic toxin overdose of lisp effectively infects the deoxyribonucleic acids of this track, Lyrically transcribe tricyclic anti-depressants for those whom my mere presence exposes the confidence they lack, For the sake of keeping it real, I'm just too good for record deals, Subliminal mental illusion artist inking the hearts of those my words are often eye targets, I appeal    Discreet secretions in the form of knowledge keeps 'em cumming back so much I call 'em nymphowhoaholics, Whatcha need, know I got it, Planters Seed, I spit knowledge, If divinity is a gift then consider this my allegiance to that alliance, Sorta kinda like a beast, ancient soul of the Mayans, Rhodium status life radiates like blue diamonds shining, Consider this a cease and desist order to all those envious laced thoughts kept in secret, just know your sil...

There will no doubt be some that will find offense to what I’m about to say, I don’t give a fuck, no way, ‘cause I’m already heaven saved, so far up I rise from sand… BITCHES, BITCHES, BITCHES ….Click and bob your fucking head. Bitches, Bitches, Bitches Written by: Amari L. Williams (Hook) YYYYYYYOOOOOOUUUUUU BITCHES,BITCHES,BITCHES Don't know me (You) Bitches, bitches, bitches, Can't hold me, (You) Bitches, Bitches, Bitches, Wanna know me now (You) Bitches all around, wishing & wanting to tie me down,     What the fuck mind gone genius, blown off chopped up kush no seedings, plot & scheming alls uh nigga really here for, Who's Saying This aka Mr. Top Spot no dreaming pitch black tint push button start goes top down no ceilings, (Hook) BITCHES,BITCHES,BITCHES Don't know I run the business now, Bitches, Bitches, Bitches, I hold the fucking crown, Bitches, Bitches, Bitches, Lips tight silence, bitches all around Too late for then, it's over for yo...

Dig this, dig that Cali is where my heads at Texas is where I my heart is Mr. Known ta start the party kid I’m tha cool dude Mr. Keep tha hat down, stay outta sight smooth shake an 8-ball and tha answer shows you WHO SAYING THIS  is –aka- THE ONE YOU WANNA DO Know me I guess you don’t here’s a taste uh what ido   I say i pen i pad I input my outlook put it in ya ebag you could neva see me sad i stay reachin’ for that sack through her i phone IM an fuckin’ eapp download me in her bedroom where I wear a T-Mag got her screamin’ darle a mi papá en su propia manera especial off the way ihit that ass you could neva see mad wit all this money yeah tha ecash got my own playboy bunny and uh 7 figure pad M6 I push goes zoom zoom fast life in this lane ain’t too motherfuckin’ bad hate meh if you wanna butdidu really have to ask Excuse me miss I’m the one they call math wonder WHO’s tha shit I’m the #1 you do the add understand you won’t...

Been known to go upstream extreme, extreme, my style is such that every time I dream, we  dream, I dream we slay the devil what An' when I hunt we stay unseen & clean I mean, we mean, na zdrowie WHO'S winning team just stepped it up [on] & off the court  facts show proof in this report we do really to exceed, exceeded & showed the world how ta make 5883 buck$ in just one swirl shout out to God MEA you forever raise the sun seems son here showed the girls how ta it done for once Put: W-I-L-L-I-A-M-S on any jersey & I betcha it's # 1 wit my MCMILLIAN blood fuel, I call out (361)6-1-9-2-5-4-2-8-1 at anytime represent my #'s an' how keep my checked in line neva forget where I'm from State of California schooled, tatted on the arm is how you made the list WHO? Don't look now ma but I think my skills improved a+ grade top of psycho-philosophy at any school lawyer’d myself up with a motherfuckin' fool type cat ta keep his brain chopped, c...

Who Brought The Brew Written by: Who’s Saying This Music Produced & Provided by: Mister KA   Hook: We came to get it down, bring the party, and break tha rules/ Spring Break let’s get retarded an act a motherfuckin fool/ gettin’ off campus for a week, far away from school, we in tha streets/I’m bout ta phone up tha crew, tell my girl ta find a friend or two/ if I play muh cards right/ later on tonight, have ‘em drunk and fuck her friend or two /tonight I brought tha blunts,Who brought tha motherfuckin brew/ We came to get it down, spring its time to party, and break tha rules/C ame to get it down, I got the party, bring the brew     First Verse: Chartered planes, flashy lights bout ta head aboard a flight, head ta Vegas yep that’s right/ roll a 7 by midnight/ Who’s Saying This V-I-P on he mic/look at how I surpassed the hype/ hype tinted windows every night /star treatment might be ...

Would any of you mind if I just lost it for a mintue? Would you care I shared my mind/my spirit? Think you'd listen even if you had to read hear it? How many of you know how to let the walls down for a minute? Get in touch with your dreams and didn't care who else was in it? How many of you are just too afraid to get, get, get it? How many times you been in the shower and just made your own fuckin' lyrics? How many of you see that life indeed is world full of no limits? As many of you know my name is Amari, but allow me to reintroduce Who for just a minute, been a second sense I let my creative juices flow at 140 B.P.M... I let what I do speak for everything that I am 'cause everything that I do is everything that I can, there's nothing in this world that I can't reach w/my two hands and if you really think you can then try to step before me MAN> I'm on a whole 'nother level, a wh...

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha You thought you had M3 done huh/thought-thought ya had it won thought you were MR. # one SdotVIC hunched over shoulders slumped body bagged from pump/fuck Rochelle all day stay reppin Corpus Christi, Texas all Yous Niggas is up north us chumps/sittin atcha desk now wishin ya could but ya won’t/priceline a flight today,tonight I’ll have you dumped in a swamp/you really want it see ya momma screamin “WHO-No,please,don’t”?/Even with this shitty beat your BEAT I think it’s plain to see Who really won. W-H-A-T? Stabbed with pencils to my head huh, left my body all fulla lead huh/ha ha ha I laugh instead punk/read ya story now get off/ ta ni-ni net wonderland it is with you,failed at this level of life must try again reads your script Mr. PREMIER careers’ end is here your through/took 3 days so it’s only fair you get a year plus to come up with some words on anotha sheet/somethin funny ’cause as it stands n...