[Intro - Choosey]
1-2-1, uh
You know what I'm saying?
You know how Choosey, and Exile do
Uh, its DS nigga
Look, uh
[Verse 1 - Choosey]
I'm flicking pennies out the window, hope they hit you just to wish you luck
'Cuz I'm praying you seeing faces, when you pick 'em up
I copped a bible off a brotha', he told me he knew Jehovah
I'd like to thank him for this paper I've been rolling up
Re-wrote the basic instructs, when I twisted it up
Inhaled a loud cloud, and exhaled it out, shall
My guns go boom-boom, and your guns go-
What I mean is big L's get passed around now
Cyphers use to be the way we knew surround sound
James Brown the Messiah, we use to shout it loud
Prouder than Penny's family, planning on winning a Grammy
An Emmy, or any kind of plaque damn it
Plaque on my teeth, I spit the nasty grammar
Like what your mammy, and pappy be doing off camera
Or maybe on it-, may I be honest?
The shit that I be on, be shitting on a scout performance
Or far beyond it, and if I'm yawning
I was thinking mattress moaning, you were talking holy matrimony
Okay, I'm a bastard, I'm spazzing i know
But don't be 'dose asking, what happened to the old me
[Hook - Choosey]
Pardon me, it ain't hard to see, I be on one
You hardly in my league, you weak, (?)
Strike three nigga, you all struck
And Imma take it Left Field, and watch 'em all done
Pardon me, it ain't hard to see, I be on one
You hardly in my league, you weak, (?)
Strike three nigga, you all struck
And Imma take it Left Field, you lost one
[Verse 2 - Choosey]
I crept through the cracks
Rap song braggadosh, naps on (?)
Cut it to a Plateau
Nappy ass flat top, barbershop dapper though
Styles, on styles of kick shit niggas had to quote
Shit gets boring I switch it up, you can have the flow
Rap song Delorean, past, present, and passed most
To the S's, and back folks
Until the disclaimer go, and ask who attended my last show
I'm next to a ten, two tens in the back yo
And I ain't talking 'bout the system on slap, no
I'm riding to my new, this what I do for the fans
They can't wait for that to drop, like the shit is Tabasco
One hit away ass niggas 'gon crack, oh
I hit 'em once, they literally crack like crack hoes
Send they ass home with their pride, and their back broke
Me, and my homies reenact it, and crack jokes
[Hook]
[Outro]
Yea, live, and direct
From the left side of the map
Also known as the Left Field
This what we're tryna bring to ya'll
You know what I mean? We try to bring this to ya'll
Worldwide
Show ya'll exactly whats going down over here
In the Left Field
[Scratching]
I leave 'em out left field
