Get Used To It Lyrics

[Hook : jay red]
I see ya'll dont like my style
but this flow is so worthwhile
get used to it i aint going nowhere
get used to it, imma be right here

[verse 1 : Jay Red]
yo im bout 4 years deep in the game/
its bout time ya'll start to remember the name/
i flow greatly, some say its even majestic/
flashback take ya back to the day its perfected/

check it, lay the beat, my voice wrecks it/
hope you got insurance cause now you in debt kid/
shes elected, i hope the pussy fertile/
cuz my dick stay hard like shells on ninja turtles/

constant flow from my head to my toes/
hype from the show make the blood flow from ya nose/
any sh*** you talk, you betta take it that back/
a couple years from now you gonna want an autograph/

cause imma blow, like my name george jung/
and i got ya girl sprung so she can get some/
and you wonder if its true, what i proclaim/
well listen up, and hopefully this track explains

[hook : jay red]
i see ya'll dont like my style
but this flow is so worthwhile
get used to it i aint going nowhere
get used to it, imma be right here

[verse 2 : ragged skull]
i am the master, you're the disciple
come to the class, man, join the recital
step up, talk shit, get punched in ya vitals
one, two, three, four knives in ya eyes, dude.
'whoa that's f***ed up' i dont give a rat's ass
i'm just pissed off at all of these wack cats
in the rap scene with f***ed up rhyme schemes
magazines counteractin whatever i speak
now i'm not pointin fingers
but YUAH (you) need to get the f*** off the stage
pass the mic to a credible emcee
then see the reason why we are envied
now you may know the reason
why keep on rappin the way we do
we got the love, we got the heart
plus we finishin the sh*** we start

[hook : jay red]
i see ya'll dont like my style
but this flow is so worthwhile
get used to it i aint going nowhere
get used to it, imma be right here

[verse 3 : ragged skull]
i'm not tryna be a grammy artist
and tryna support a whole family starvin
i'm tryna be a platinum artist
and have fun while doin it, gettin retarded
i'm no expert in chess
but i play it smart to save my neck
the way i see it, dawg, go for the queen bi***
then for the king bi***, stomp on the dipshits
i'm not tryna be the best out there
i'm a simple man with simple dreams, get record sales
live long enough to tell the tale
in a smoker's circle, ash in the tray
from the past to today, bout what had to be played
it's all laugh and some play, it's a fact i'm amazed
how i try to spit some fact in the game
but the truth is the truth is fabricated


(Thanks to Kailas M for these lyrics)