Verse one: mad skillz
Itand's time to bring it down donand't front on the sound
Check your thunderpound it be skillz blowing up from the underground
Now donand't waste your time and try to taste mine
Iand'm killing mcand's and going low key like baselines
Be hesitant va residents ainand't friendly
Diss and iand'll walk on your back like mr. benny
When my shit drop all this wack shitand'll stop
Till janet stops rockinand' planet rock
Keepinand' it real hot
I specialize in microphone satisfaction
Hackinand' mcand's who think skillz be relaxinand'
Straight from punchline ave, metaphor metropolis
Iand'm shockinand' mcand's like seeing their grandmothers topless
Watch this, check for my sequal
I make raps and niggas vanish like the village people
Hey, you checkinand' for me check 'round my way
They say skillz donand't play when heand's representinand' va
Chorus 4x: [mad skillz]
Virginiaand's in the house [i said it]
V-a [so what you gotta say?]
Verse two: mad skillz
Yo, niggas get pissed, mcand's cease to exist
As i persist, to drill mics and fill glock clips
Donand't sleep, like mobb deep, iand'm leaving brothers shook
While you debatinand' iand'm urinatinand' on your rap book
I be skillz see, the ill east coast mc
All my peeps down in va, this oneand's for you b
So donand't give me nothinand' iand'm takinand' my props
And i ainand't stoppinand' till my face is on the side of a lunchbox
The wack fold, 'cause they been told
Their rhymes used to be worth something like mr. tand's gold
Now iand'm in, so watch me kline like calvin
Iand'm the dread man, you fucked up by lettinand' me make an album (huh)
The outcome is ill, when i grip the steel
Donand't be mad at me (why?), if you ainand't got no skill
No questions, no second guessinand' without a doubt
Niggas know my name and they know whoand's in the house
Chorus 4x
Verse three: mad skillz
Is va up in here? (hell yeah!!!)
Then hereand's a jam for you to spread across the state like welfare
Iand'm a special dread, that still be tactics
Doing mcand's anytime, anyplace like janet jackson
It ainand't about dirt roads and corn bread
Niggas be mcand'ing, gand'ing, war deeds and dread
After this pack it up, iand'll tell you my plan
Iand'm on a va tour with kalonji my man
Check it, hittinand' city to city like a horny trucker
This year, itand's east coast like a motherfucker
Misconceptions are coming back like reflections
Niggas who dissed, are now checkinand' for my section
They wanna be down, they makes me laugh
Thatand's like brandy gettinand' dropped and then you askinand' for her autograph
You know the steelo and skillz be in ya
Itand's just like that, nigga virginia
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