Текст (слова) песни: Punchline and Wordsworth - Watching Me

[Punchline]
Yeah, we gonna hold it down forever
How long has it been since you been rhymin?

[Wordsworth]
Since I was five I was nice for my age
First grade I was writin raps on my page
Second, I was rollin dice gettin A`s [head crack]
Third, gave teachers advice how to play
Fourth, I had a half-moon with a fade
Fifth, stepped in the classroom with some waves
Sixth, learned ways on how to stay paid [money]
Seventh, the basement is where I got laid [pussy]
Eighth, cut to the lunchroom and played spades

[Punchline]
[Nine] Thats when I enter the stage
From Lees to Iceberg we all had dreams
Spilt the bag when I first rolled weed
Seeds and all, suprised when I saw C-Note
Till my eyes popped out like that dude in Casino
Now I spit raps to reminisce on the fun
Or when I used to kick nigga`s doors and run
Now I stack ones, and spit rhymes to the mass
Toast and raise glass to the rappers that passed
I drink liquor, and plan how I`m gonna hit ya
It`ll always be them little young niggas that`ll get ya

[Chorus]
Everybody in the world watchin me
But ain`t nobody stoppin me
We got this shit on lock and key
Let`s set this shit off properly, see
(repeat)

[Wordsworth]
Words, searchin and flirtin
I hate my women and drinks virgins [bitch]
Got your chick in the click, observin
Talkin about us, puttin their perms in
Learn when, I turn ten, thats certain
Chicks look good but hang with bird friends
Instigatin, puttin their words in
Probably just dikes and don`t even prefer men
Court adjournin, your life you`re servin
But the dough your wife will have, you turned in

[Punchline]
Punchline, now I twist hoes and spit ten at your squad
Back then I used to break on the box and pop hard
Floss hard, and lose cash to me
Wanna ball but can`t make the team like Master P
We can kick rhymes on stage or you can fax me
King of the Punk Jam, battle cats to apache
It`s all good, from suburbs to hoods
Where they drink Henny and hold iron like Tiger Woods
I close eyes and paint pictures, write scriptures
For street niggas, and try to grow six figures

Chorus(2x)

[Wordsworth]
True that, earned a few stacks through raps
Now my credit cards got a new max
Everything from my hat to shoes match [gear]
Cost a G, and that includes tax
Screw that, met this hood rat, with two brats [hoes]
Heres two packs of weed with two tracks
New Jack show me where her school`s at [right there]
Hit it to two tracks, had to be glued back
We eat them two cats, provide what you lack
Who`s that? Punch and Words y`all better move back

[Punchline]
We can pick up guns and just shoot the five
Until we die and lace all family ties
Spliff ties, I advise you don`t play hero
Fans wanna analyze this like Dinero
Gun sounds pierce your earlobe until you bleed
If I die then tell Words to raise my seed
You copped my tape cuz my rap style`s great
Define Punchline, Revelation 1:8
When I get cake, whole block playa hates
Any debates we can handle face to face

Chorus (2x)

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