Casual - That Bullshit lyrics

Intro:

Look, this is my third time doin this shit

YaseewhatI'msayin, and I'm gettin tired, my ass is sweaty

I ain't got time, and uhh, I'm just

gonna let you know I'm kickin it with Casual

YaseewhatI'msayin, my extro pro dank nigga

Now check this out

(it's time for da bullshit)

Yo, I'm with Mike G, I'm with Snupe, I'm with Del

I'm with Hieroglyphics, I'm with Souls of Mischievious niggaz

I'm with Pep, from the motherfuckin Shamen

I'm with J Groove and I'm from the motherfuckin Hobo Junction

Now check this shit out, fuck the bullshit. Now when it...

Thought I was gonna rhyme, right?

Hell motherfuckin no (nyahhh)

Hell no, hell no (hell no)

I'm talkin shit, I'm from the motherfuckin West

I'm from Oakland

SeewhatI'msayin, and I'm like, crazy like...

Lyrics:

Schizophrenic tenant number one

When it comes to housing, arousing the, intellect with intro-spect

Flex on me, huh, I don't think so... yet, bitch (beeatch)

My jettin is letting my exhaust defrost my balls

I smell the fear and the sauce in your drawers

for Arm & Hammer, Shamen, grammar

I got the flow G, the D-Flow

The Hobo, the Junction (conjuction)

The D stands for diesel

I ran into my extra pro niggaro Casual

He didn't say shit, he passed the spliff and I hit it

Then I set sail for the tropics on the down low

And I'll end this bullshit with a pound bro

Outro:

See, it's basically not, a rap

SeewhatI'msayin, it's basically (fuck the bull)

Yeah, it's basically fuck you, hah

But check it out, youknowhamsayin

The West is phat and that's all we gonna, like, express

Youknowhamsayin, and I wanna express fuck you

Cuz I don't give a fuck, I'm tellin you

Youknowhamsayin, and we gonna ah, real, we for real finna come up

We finna come up. We finna

You hear that? Finna. Hella. We hella raw

We hella raw. Country accents, hillbillies and all that (all that)

From the backroads nigga