Delt W/ The Bullshit Lyrics

[Prodigy]Dunn it's real like that[Havoc]Uh huh yeahUh huh yeah(uh huh)Yeah, ha(solo on that ass ? dealt with the bullshit)Check me out dunn(yeah)Check me out now(out yo)YoFeel me on the road, feel me at the showsFeel me for what I stand forAnd I'ma do it til the death til I can't no moreFuck a hoe, it's all about doughStill, fuck her and still don't love emThat's word to motherUn-cover the truth, enjoy my youthIt's die or loseI wonder what if I was sittin in the penOn the strength that I had to hurt somethingCuz my stomach hurtinI'm a cool nigga, but don't let me start bugginLove my moms, love my little sis, plus my little dunnNiggas gotta eat, fuck settling for crumbsHell no, me a bum on the streets looking dumbTil hell freezes over yo y'all niggas better run[Chorus](Repeated 2x)(Havoc)Cuz I done dealt with the bullshitLived through the bullshitSo put a clamp on them loose lipsMy niggas do kill shit(pow pow, pow pow pow)[Prodigy]Guns redundantMy dunns move in abundanceWe loose cannons, my rugar will pop somethinWhat's all the frontinBeing cavilier will get you nothingOr maybe touched thoughKeep pressing me and we be thumpin like the ? vs. the hawksWhen little boy got a foot long stuck in his backAnd punctured his lungsIt's very brutal, how the N.I.C. will do youYo get KO'ed and pissed on for being rudeYeah, respect the colors and the flag i waveRespect the I.M.D. embroideryMy shit is classic and authenticBlowin dickY'all niggas grafting my whole presenceGet your own shitMy voltage, be higher than the wire pole getKing vulture, more flyer than your average rap pigeonNow, twist up your cheebasI get deeper in debtMy rap page make niggas throw they reefer at usLove me, bless me, like you supposed to doJust don't test me niggas I be toasted upWhat(echoes)[Havoc]Cuz I done dealt with the bullshit and lived through the bullshit[Chorus #2]Cuz I done dealt with the bullshitLived through the bullshit(no doubt no doubt, yeah yeah yeah)So put a clamp on them loose lipsMy niggas do kill shit(pow pow, pow pow pow)[Prodigy]My style, identical to guns that burstI'm like a fourth when I go off, or even worseIt's like an ill box cutter fight where no one backs downMy shit burn, make em far from a clown[Havoc]Ay yo, likewiseSee a nigga that I can't trust is a nigga I despiseThen I, reply with a cold shoulderYou ain't a gat holder, you just a crossover switchoverhorus #2[Chorus #3]Cuz I done dealt with the bullshitLived through the bullshit(uh huh, yeah)So put a clamp on them loose lipsMy niggas do kill shit(pow pow, pow pow pow)