Give It To 'Em

T.I. Song, T.I. Song
What's up, what's up man
It's time to break away from the norm a little bit man
And go ahead and rock this the right way
Alright
Alright, let me give you this count
One, two, three, four

Here's another lyrical paced by a clerical
Face of hysterical 'cause it's empirical
Victory's in me, the MC's envy
How do I keep doing it again and again, see
Flawless techniques, articulate wind speed
Words are my allies, you are my enemies
Syllables, fear goes out of the window
Slow it down, you tell me, but I have to say no, go

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Keeping it fast, so at last we got the passion
You wonder was it there or was it simply a phantom
Now you're a Ghostbuster, pool room hustler
You better bring some help because this rap is a tussler
Dependable, unbendable, I stated the cynical
The energy inside of me enables the rhyme to grow
Long, strong, keeping the right from wrong
You thought I was gone until you heard my next song
Just like before, it went to your core
And gave you much more than you ever hoped for
Ability to frequently predict the outcome
To battle me, you have to be a one in a million

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Come and get it, if you with it, rhymes are mine, you bit it
Took it home, microphone, couldn't hit it, spit it out
It was too much to handle, why gamble?
Whatever you do, I come through and dismantle
Parental guidance suggests that I press it
The lyrics were so deadly that you had to respect it
Fierce as an army, wise like a swami
First you were lying, now you're crying for mommy
Heavy as steel boots that swoop like a parachute
Now you're playing mute, but you better salute me
'Cause I'm the commander, setting the standards
I only speak truth, never written no slander
Duty injure so I infringe ya
You cringe and binge and then I'm in ya
Just like the paramedics, you're pathetic
Take two of my rhymes, they're strong like anesthetics
I call it prolific, a rapping style terrific
It's art, it's hieroglyphic, so the critics have to flip it
To something they understood, words from the neighborhood
If they could, they would, but it's too good
High desire, you're the town squire
Give 'em the news, who rules the empire?
Priors, in other words, the ones before me
Take a step down, leave your crown and jewelry
'Cause there's a new commissioner, you're just a prisoner
They told ya I can rap, but you're not a good listener
Hurt like a blister, wrote the tongue twister
I'm the ladies man and you're just a whisper
Standin' around, playin' my sound
Stingin' this down, don't come around me
So Mike

Give it to them
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Well, Mike
Yeah
You damn sure gave it to 'em
Hahahahahahaha, hey
So funny, man