We & You

[CUTS]<br>Dan-e-o, the bull fighter, rhyme writer, el matador<br>Lyrical mastermind, flow viciously, this MC be raw<br>Mono marksmen be sharpenin` they skills<br>You couldn`t screw with the crew, Monolith<br>Cus disrespect is not allowed when the Lith rolls through<br><br>This rap addict`s back at it to have you fags frantic<br>Cats who have static, your caskets need plannin`<br>Though Dan is asthmatic, I lyrically blast cannons<br>I seriously can`t stand what this industry has patented<br>A style of rap that`s laced with phrases that`s basically lazy<br>Wasting our babies` minds through songs that`s crazily shady<br>Amazing me maybe the most is how we disgrace the ladies<br>On screens, got `em dribbling more balls than Tracy McGrady<br>What company hired you to give the rep that you holdin`?<br>Sometimes I see your V.I.P. pass and bet that it`s stolen<br>You never wrote a rhyme so why your head is so swollen?<br>Couldn`t make a crowd get up even if the credits was rollin`<br>It`s a shame you an A&R, you won`t get your label far<br>Would rock groups get signed if its members couldn`t play guitar?<br>(No) then why do wack rappers make mad grands?<br>Meanwhile, without a badge, I`m still known as The Man, yeah!<br><br>[CHORUS - 2X]<br>WE come to rock, YOU come to jock!<br>WE nice the vibe and y`all niggaz dick ride!<br>YOU come to hate, WE snatch your plate!<br>And YOU get your food eaten every time!<br><br>I crush clowns, make they`re blabberin` a hushed sound<br>Gwannin` with too much mouth like if they scored a touchdown<br>Now they just cuss, frown and cry cuz they just found<br>I must pound punks into the ground `till they dust bound<br>Cuz all you`ve done is rockin` in your click`s sessions<br>Assumin` that each verse makes a popular impression<br>Stop any bredren from walkin` up into my section<br>Cuz from one mention, I pop niggaz like big questions<br>Still my records don`t make enough funds for me<br>And you complainin` how commercial hip-hop`s come to be?<br>You internet nerds are all punks to D<br>How will underground survive when you get stuff for free?<br>See this menace is a murderer with sentences<br>Greater than percentages of pregnant kids on T.V. talk show segments is<br>But you a faker, step to me and I`ll make ya<br>Later than periods and the times most niggaz wake up!<br><br>[CHORUS]<br><br>[BRIDGE]<br>WE be the niggaz who can rock the house<br>And YOU be the niggaz who just run your mouth<br>See, WE be the niggaz who can make `em dance<br>And YOU be the niggaz you ain`t got a chance<br>See, WE be the niggaz who are bound to blow<br>And YOU be the niggaz who ain`t learned to flow<br>So just chill and check how it`s supposed to go<br>Yo peep it, yo peep it, peep it, peep it…<br><br>Man, what you lookin` at? Who you tryin` to scare with your crooked raps?<br>Cookin` facts up so all that`s in your lyric book is crap<br>Claimin` you jookin` chaps, to me you the shookest cats<br>How you sell your soul, you might as well work where them hookers at<br>Battle your click and start with the largest member<br>Spirits I break with more malice than all of law`s offenders<br>Hotter than West Indian food made with the harshest pepper<br>Serve you niggaz with verses badder than my father`s temper<br>Remember "Dear Hip Hop"?, you one of his abusers<br>Especially you hatin` types, fake gangstas and you nerds<br>Callin` my pager anonymously dissin` me through words<br>No metaphors needed here: you`re straight up friggin losers!<br>Yo, you`re soon to hurt, here`s what happens when this tune`ll burst<br>It`ll puncture the universe like dolls for a voodoo curse<br>Do you see the moon and earth? Yo, they`ll be the first to go<br>I don`t know what`s worse you know, a flood or when I burst a flow!<br><br>[CHORUS]