Ali Vegas – The Specialist lyrics

(Your store bought rap ain't shit
That's why your small rhyme bore me)

What, yeah
(Your store bought rap ain't shit)
Ali Vegas
(Call me The Specialist, professional)
Uh-huh, maintain
(That's why your small rhyme bore me
My category: rap-rap science)

Nigga what
What you want, what
(That's why your small rhyme bore me)
Bring it to any of y'all niggaz, any of y'all
(Your store bought rap ain't shit,
Call me the specialist, professional)
Ain't in the game, Don't matter
(That's why your small rhyme bore me)
Check me out yo
(My category: rap-rap science)

Yo
The drama bound to stun you before the gun do (blow)
Better have a spot to run to, stash your bundle
Blue and whites come through, lookouts want us
That's wrong how they had they guns drawn when they run up on us
Hearse I'm under, words dem bug us, it's how they search and slug us
For wearin' certain colors on the drug strip
Full of duck chick that love chips
Where I live, you get your mug split
For tryin' to stunt and pose, in front of hoes
I leave a dozen froze and they cousin closed when I come in shows
Me and my lows rock Wolverines and Timbos
Everyone in my kin knows, my squadron foul
I run with opportunist problem child
That like the robbin' style, pussies that act hard and smile
You better guard your pals, cause I'm 'arnin you
Informin' you, Ali Vegas do what he want to do
And I'm a rep Queens just like I was born to do
What nigga

(That's why your small rhyme bore me
Your store bought rap ain't shit
Call me the specialist, professional)
What, y'all want it? y'all come and get it
(That's why your small rhyme bore me
My category: rap-rap science)
Nuttin'
(That's why your small rhyme bore me)
You not gonna stop me
(Your store bought rap ain't shit
Call me the specialist, professional)
I'm here now y'all
(That's why your small rhyme bore me)
You can't revoke my pass
(My category: rap-rap science)

Rhymin' is fundamental
Peep the game they put the yung'un into
Sprung off a instrumental, holdin guns inside a rental
Rap is 10% lungs, 90% mental
But what I want-a know is who sent you
To get on quick, rock with the team I was born with
A cash hustle, my whole staff tussle
And leave you with a bullet in your calf muscle
(one more thing) My verses crush you
Bring it to Cardan and A+ too
Cause they think they tough Boo
If it go there, I let my staff rush you
But y'all cats better recognize
Ain't nobody seein' Ali Vegas, recordwise
My team, we be on Duke, your team is butter new
Top talent critics is sayin' Waterloo
Ali have the chickens, sayin' what a cure bastard
Urban wolves got the game mastered
And everybody on my team is way past sick
Nigga what

(That's why your small rhyme bore me
Your store bought rap ain't shit
Call me the specialist, professional)
(That's why your small rhyme bore me
My category: rap-rap science)
What y'all gon do now man
(That's why your small rhyme bore me
Your store bought rap ain't shit
Call me the specialist, professional)
(That's why your small rhyme bore me
My category: rap-rap science)

Like this Jamaica, Queens pharaoh tale
How my life is parallel to them inmates
Livin' inside a narrow cell
The drug lords have shootouts on carousels
I done seen it all
The average baby couldn't breathe or crawl
I was watchin' fiends and whores screamin' brawl
Outside of convenience stores, y'all can't stand it
Half of the fam' split, we lost Tash
Keith Dolla Bill, Uncle Pook Seville, and The Bandit
My music bump, on every avenue, boulevard, and Van Wyck
I have to sell my records with a pamphlet
So y'all cats can get the spot and muscle, to find a hustle
We down to tussle, we'll clown and crush you
Mellowed out, but still a sinner down to bust you
Y'all know the code of the streets
Keep a toast when you sleep
Stick up kids be patrollin' the streets
And if you fold on your peeps
Wake up slain with holes in your Jeep
Nigga what

(That's why your small rhyme bore me
Your store bought rap ain't shit
Call me the specialist, professional)
Maintain, Ali Vegas
(That's why your small rhyme bore me
My category: rap-rap science)
Got the game sewn, get your brain blown
(That's why your small rhyme bore me
Your store bought rap ain't shit
Call me the specialist, professional)
Jamaica Queens thing y'all
(That's why your small rhyme bore me
My category: rap-rap science)