Dirty Glove - Guilty Simpson, Phat Kat

Into your Brains no forgetting the whole getting capoodle podles die

When they throw pits in the pit the pit in your stomach got bubble and and shit

That’s fear my money smelling like last year matter of fact the year before that

Business man with a renaissance rap i go in my briefcase rock em to sleep for

peace sake

Then they reminisce over them my god

My games way above the rim you can say this style is jumping out the gym

Am tim duncan on you hoes list something that they grow it’s something you

should know You did nothing for a hoe i spill yo pumpkin with a foe with a side

jaw

Doggy goes before nightfall trust me you don’t want to get you life started in

the dirty glove

In the dirty glove ain’t it the dirty glove does it fit then you must quit

lying about street life when the b hits the real ones will take that weak shit

Am nothing nice i bust i break all rules on fake cruise smack the skin off your

face have you crying the blues she crazy they put it on the six o’clock news as

drama

This is what i bring if you don’t pay them dues

Silly niggas you need to do your research see how this heat work

Put your goofy ass face on a t shirt niggas mine they baby mama fuck me first

Really they need to thank me cause the way they does work

Am t and t with short fuse to strike quick and niggas that talking slick start

picking yo casket

Am a grown ass man with that hot spit so it’s deeper than rap shit

Fuck around get your mouth wide nose broke and head split

That blast from the pump will left you virtually faceless

You wishing that you didn’t even say shit

But you’re a grown man you love to take risks

Ronny yu and G S you pussy holes go will hate this

In the dirty glove ain’t it the dirty glove does it fit then you must quit

lying about street life when the b hits the real ones will take that weak shit

Trial of the troop let’s separate all the doo’s from the don’ts and motion

through

The city where you never should speak unless spoken to

Look around everybody tryin to put it down feeling like

Everybody crooked now villain type clutching on my skin and still

Am feeling a fight coming on with my light seeing all

And a stable table that turns with every storm

Catching me not holding this rare form

You’ve been warned it’s a message through the song

Cuz shell shock i learned on hells block where they dabbled in drugs and

splatter the walls and tell cops

In the dirty glove ain’t it the dirty glove does it fit then you must quit

lying about street life when the b hits the real ones will take that weak shit

In the dirty glove ain’t it the dirty glove does it fit then you must quit

lying about street life when the b hits the real ones will take that weak shit

Shut it down