Panik Attack - Astonish

I put it down whenever I’m on the track

My tongue is like a gat, I’m ready to cock it back

Like blaow!

This is another Panik attack

Nigga blaow!

This is another Panik attack

Don’t call it a comeback, nigga we run that

Rap shit, you hangin' from my dick like nut sack

This joint is for the ones that say «fuck that»

Cause I’m a hip hop head so nigga fuck rap

And you gotta luv dat

And hate it at the same time

Cause phoney niggas that made it with the same line

Talkin' 'bout they shine so it would be a hate crime

If I

Diss you on record or run up on you like a leopard

With the shank just ready to hear «cut» from the director

You actin' ass rappers tryin' to Hustle & Flow

I ain’t even got a whip, I take a bus to my shows

And stay puffin' the 'dro until I’m 104

And I ain’t even lyin' either

Yo, I’m so high I need a

Minute to breathe, but in that minute believe

Them niggas will scheme, tryin' to take a spot on the team

But ain’t a lot of nigga hotter than me

And niggas know that I be…

Puttin' it down whenever I’m on the track

My tongue is like a gat, I’m ready to cock it back

Like blaow!

This is another Panik attack

Nigga blaow!

This is another Panik attack

Yeah, I put it down whenever I’m on the track

And yes hip hop is dead but I am bringing it back

Like blaow!

This is another Panik attack

Nigga blaow!

This is another Panik attack

I’m fly till the day that I’m gone

I stay high off that marijuana, so say what you wanna

But no, I got it faded like I stay in a barber

But the bench players always gonna hate on the starters

Regardless, I’mma be ballin' like it’s nothin'

You don’t stay fly, you be ballin' on a budget

I don’t call 'em cause they frontin' like they major

Yo, my name buzzin' like a pager, so cousin get your game up

Music is for life, I’m like Ewing on the mic

You ain’t doin' what I’m doin' so they booin' you on sight

If you the type to settle for less and sell your respect

Ya end up gettin' only five percent of your check

Check it

Yo, I ain’t sweatin' a thang, my method’s to aim

At the top of the world like a satellite

You ain’t even gotta question am I tight

Quench a nigga thirst like a can of Sprite

Even polite niggas ain’t half as nice

Puttin' it down whenever I’m on the track

My tongue is like a gat, I’m ready to cock it back

Like blaow!

This is another Panik attack

Nigga blaow!

This is another Panik attack

Yeah, I put it down whenever I’m on the track

And yes hip hop is dead but I am bringing it back

Like blaow!

This is another Panik attack

Nigga blaow!

This is another Panik attack