sh*t Can Still Happen lyrics

[Intro: 1st Born & Proof]
Woooow...
Salam Wreck!
Ho, these ho-ass n*ggas just walkin' around
With these fake-ass gats 'n' sh*t, right
Y'know what I'm sayin', anything security guy
Y'know what I'm sayin'
They keep 'em on 'em, but they don't do sh*t wit' 'it
Y'know what 'm sayin', (I got some sh*t for 'em now)
(It's lyrical! Here ya go)

[Verse 1: Proof]
I sh*t on the mic like my breath just stank
Like my tongue's tissue and my belly's a septic tank
I'm on a search for you, but is it worth the loot?
In fact f*ck the money, pssht, "Earth to Proof!"
Yeah, I had a horrendous start
But I get a crowd's attention like a tremendous fart
My pens are art with sharp gift and ability
Without us y'all don't know how difficult skill a be
I willingly feed a fan lyrics 'til he bust apart
And hit an old lady pushing the shopping cart with a muscle car (Car)
Make your b*tch suck my di*k to stay ahead of you
Proof is the truth in the flesh Chris Rock is a replica
The real setup me an' Obie [toss mile?]
Push Puffy into Suge 'n' break dance in the cross fire
The boss, I am, [Em?]
[High everywhere?] and I am the G
[Open the tiddy bar, like kidding, I'm free?]
[Hook: Proof]
sh*t can still happen
sh*t can still happen
sh*t can still happen
sh*t can still happen

[Verse 2: Ty Farris]
Big guns, shoulder holster with banana clips
Take the gun off safety, give your face a blitz
On some Matrix sh*t, I hope you take slugs
Like agents, 'cause if not you won't make it
T-Flame fragrant, F the law
Shots will f*ck up your face like that n*gga wit' the chainsaw
I used to slang raw, but now I slang raps
Ghostwrite your sh*t for a couple stacks
c*ck and blast Nas, believe I'm gully
You a thief, my gun was nervous when you see it stutter
Listen, please keep my name out your mouth
I'm like Sosa, 10 goons to merc you out your own house
You will feel the impact when the Nines spit
Bullets hit you and flip you like a sidekick
If I see you when this beef play possum
Cause I'm quick to bust like a box of cheap condoms

[Verse 3: Supa Emcee]
One day you gon' know when your life is at stake
Callin' your God with a f*ckin' knife in your face
I slice you away, the price you gon' pay, trapped beyond
The grave, Terrorised n*gga being stalked by wraiths
I talk in a way that make n*ggas [kneel and ?]
Hazardous voice of a biological madness at eight
Physical form of anger rage, evil, the next
Level of rage, meanin' sh*t, all skill, no need to engage
Better settle 'fore I let the metal eat your face
Bullets'll turn you stiffer than a woodenb oy Geppetto made
I'm special, I will wet you
I'll burn you with the oven b*tch, like Hansel and Gretel
Awesome the Ghetto, the hood heroes
Supreme mic marvel, get your little kids tearful
Even though I'm the beast at night that makes them fearful
Rap Boogeyman, b*tch, I ain't talkin' 'bout this though
[Hook: Proof]
sh*t can still happen
sh*t can still happen
sh*t can still happen
sh*t can still happen

[Outro: 1st Born]
f*ck it, you either down with us
Or you get down for us
Y'know what I mean, real sh*t
Ayy
Ma baby, my baby
Holholholholholhold on
I might just call my baby in here, real quick
Come in here, come in here, real quick, baby, I'm 'bout to have my baby in here
Talkin, lookin' at this sh*t

[Proof]
(sh*t can still happen)
(sh*t can still happen)
(sh*t can still happen)
(sh*t can still happen)
*Gun being c*cked and fired*