Critics Songtext
von Ali Vegas

Y′all critics got a lot of nerve
Crack MC's got the game muffled
A new king has emerged
Ali Vegas, I′m him to the third
Y'all critics got a lot of nerve
Crack MC's got the game muffled
A new king has emerged
Ali Vegas


Look, since a young boy chokin′ MC′s with mic cords
When the night hit, ball courts turn into dice boards
Got illegal two-ways instead of cell phones
Sixers fans switch to Clippers fans whenever L's home
Grew up in a foul hood most of my childhood
A nine to five couldn′t get you the dough that Vals could
You know the streets brainwashed me, play the game harshly
Drug dealers slang where the narcs be
Make a sound to the cops and get found in a lot
Everybody come to town when you're hot
Nobody comes around when you′re not
Always keep the pound in a crotch
Whenever me and family decide to lounge on the block
Quick to pull it out, a clown get us hot
Seein' bullets fired from chrome inside of my dome
Standin′ on the block with dice and wireless phones
Y'all know the name
Ali Vegas and I got divine rights to the throne

Y'all critics got a lot of nerve
Crack MC′s got the game muffled
A new king has emerged
Ali Vegas, I′m him to the third
Y'all critics got a lot of nerve
Crack MC′s got the game muffled
A new king has emerged
Ali Vegas, I'm him to the third


Ayo, niggas know I spit dangerously
That′s why wherever I go they all call me Dangerously
I don't care if we chill together, you ain′t hangin' with me
This for all my thugs thuggin', keep bangin′ your three
All my hustlers keep clubbin′, slangin' your E
Six bought my first bar, eight got brains in the V
You young cats ain′t got morals no more
Quick to go to war with the four
Get knocked and tell it all to the law
Whatever happened to hustlin', runnin′ out of product
And puttin' in a order for more
It′s time I read them the new rules
I'm like Busta in nine-two 'cause now I′m the leader of the new school
They say I′m too young to rhyme about coke
I got a father that sniffed it, a brother that pinched it
A cousin that flipped it, and that's for all y′all critics
That wanna know why the rhyme's so dope

Y′all critics got a lot of nerve
Crack MC's got the game muffled
A new king has emerged
Ali Vegas, I′m him to the third
Y'all critics got a lot of nerve
Crack MC's got the game muffled
A new king has emerged
Ali Vegas, I′m him to the third

Yeah, y′all ready
Check, look
I'm the young prince of NY, young, fly, sensible guy
All white tees and Air Nikes when the temperature′s high
Old age the only way I'm gettin′ sent to the sky
Y'all permitted to try
But it′s only one thing, if you miss then you die
And it ain't no judge and jury to convince if you fry
Just my team in a tinted rented NY
Y'all heard Jada, it′s a message and a bullet goodbye
Shoulda been spittin′ shells instead of palmin' your celly
And it ain′t no Michelles, Beyoncés and Kellys
When that lead hit your leg, head, arm and your belly
I know y'all say damn I′m so calm but I'm deadly
Pull up to the prom in a telly
Hopped out the Suburban, lookin′ suburban, chicks swarm in the Chevy
Associates is the staff of the don
Vegas is back but this time around I mastered my charm

Y'all critics got a lot of nerve
Crack MC's got the game muffled
A new king has emerged
Ali Vegas, I′m him to the third
Y′all critics got a lot of nerve
Crack MC's got the game muffled
A new king has emerged
Ali Vegas, I′m him to the third