[Verse 1]
Coming at MC's Head? wrong sport this ain't boxing
Fake niggas made in China , cut you up like unboxing
So messy in this room , real niggas getting boxed in
Imma give niggas brooms , niggas Geoffrey and i.m like Carlton
I wanna move to the moon , I hate niggas might like Martians
Heard you got money moves? Nigga move i might march in
Heard you got a hundred goons? Well i might need a hundreed tools
And i"m coming through , with the bomber too slaying niggas like a hundreed jews
Coming up with that line , probably ain't getting my hundreed jewels
Love me hate me , your take nigga pick or choose
Mo warnings , no calls booming through like you hit the snooze
When the clock hits midnight, endzone like Victor Cruz
MC with the dance moves, he wants the honeys too
You got hitters? Well I got sluggers too
Money buy anything , love , friends and hitters too
Comcrete jungle , D-North it's a living zoo
Lions , tigers , snakes , pigs and rats too
Monkey see , Monkey do , i'm taking yours and his too
[Bridge]
Hey yo fuck going on? it's MC Pat put it in caps
We destroy and we rebuild you dig?
Cowards get out and real niggas stay
If you know your hip-hop you know what the fuck i'm talking about
They say the North is over , never was and never will watchu mean?
Ey yo pass me the fucking wood man , niggas got me hot foreal
Might as well put my shit on Rap Genius , niggas ain't even on my fucking level
And by the way i know damn well martiasn don't live on the fucking moon man , shit had to rhyme. You dig?
[Verse 2]
These niggas acting out , these niggas wild n out
I’m Eminem , You a Nick Canon took a nigga bitch watchu talking about?
I’m all up in your face , I’m next up to the plate,hit it balls deep, homme runnn hmmmmm that's a no doubt
Came back from the injury , like PG nigga fuck a scout
The mailman with the package at your doorstep like a boy scout
DMX let the dogs out ,no BMX let the bikes out, if the bullets hit , it leaves a blood trail like some dirty rocks on a bad route
I’m counting 1,2,3,4 rappers with the same sound
What the fuck going on? Y’all got the same swing on the same mound
Bag pack rapper , can't catch me on a greyhound
I’m on a diet called counting greens, counting bills loosing pounds
Gets paranoid when i puff green, fidgety like a bloodhound
How many trackings i got? Oh man I lost count
In Montreal to break havoc , then i"m on to the next town
Keep braging , keep talking, be humble nigga sit down
All black that’s very Bari, eyes on me like i'm wearing Fendi
If i need a jugg, i got JoP on the phone line for a Hail Mary
We The North We The North , locked and loaded just like Lowry
Hit the bitch one time , man im stressing I’ll call Maury
Dirty North Dirty North, we look clean but our minds dirty
MC this MC that , when i see niggas then it’s another story
Kswing in the backseat, rolling up that icky sticky
Need a drop , Need a lift speed dial I call berdy
Rush Hour Rush Hour, stop bitching and get busy
Mask on Mask Off , hiding shit like a damn proxy
Why My PC be bloody? Inject like a damn IV
All a nigga really want , credit cards and then ID’s
Future bright as my face , no bumpy road no acne
I done hit a nigga up on facebook and IG
Let me put some money up , and get me some wild G’S
And all the niggas on the block, screaming soowoo like YG
