| Song | Big Dusty |
| Artist | Joey Bada$$ |
| Album | Big Dusty |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Intro] | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| (Check it out y'all, check, check, check, check it out y'all) | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| (Check it out y'all, check, check, check, check it out y'all) | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| ***** jumping the broom, honey moons, I, I hit the pot | |
| Soak me up like a mop, know I'm up, know there's levels | |
| Staring down at the devil, hello, guess I got the memo | |
| Pulling strings like Geppetto, you just a puppet, fellow | |
| I came up out of the tomb, don’t drop a L, uh | |
| You don't want to see the evils, which I dwell in hell | |
| To excel, this *******t never fails, always excels | |
| They been swallowing sons before the double XL | |
| Sex cell, ex ask why it never work out | |
| I guess I exercise too much, when I work out | |
| Shows too turnt out, return home burnt out | |
| Now I got to hear all the *******t, that you heard 'bout | |
| Can I live? What, these *****s want me off a bridge? | |
| If I say it's turnt down, do I burn that *******t? | |
| Truth is, if it ain't real, I don't feel it | |
| If it don't hit my spirit, I don't get near it | |
| And that's point blank period, know some *****s that fear it | |
| Same *****s who know that we the illest | |
| Lines so deep a great shark is what I reel up | |
| Hit the flow and it can't go realer, my whole camp gorillas, ***** | |
| [Hook] | |
| (Check, check, check it out) | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Don't jack my style | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Don't jack my style | |
| Jack, jack, jack it out | |
| (Check, check, it out) | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| I stand juxtaposed to all my Pro's, realest illest *****s I know | |
| See these foes biting the flows, they even jooks the pose | |
| I guess my CD really shaking the coast | |
| Cause this really be the year that I feast, capisce? | |
| Nothing defeats the beast, I speak my piece | |
| Know *****s in the streets that heat seek for me | |
| Release and squeeze | |
| Might put a Halloween between your spleen | |
| Retreat or trickle down to your last pound of green | |
| Know what I mean? | |
| This *******t is like taking candy from the babies | |
| Under these rappers is just a bunch of Now and Laters | |
| They too sweet, plus they lease their Mercedes | |
| Can't be second greatest, I'm the best and def your favorite | |
| My flow in-depth *****, I got my wave up | |
| It's either get your tidal waved, or you could be my neighbor | |
| Cause if I can't eat, then you can't either | |
| I need to know, need the pizza dough, ***** I'm spitting ether for? | |
| [Bridge] | |
| Yeah ***** | |
| Reigning rap supreme in this ******* | |
| Cause ******* lie *****s lie numbers, too | |
| Cause ******* lie *****s lie numbers, too | |
| ******* lie *****s lie numbers, too | |
| ******* lie *****s lie numbers, too | |
| What the ***** you gon' do when the Era come for you? | |
| [Hook] (x2) | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Don't jock my style | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| And I'm from the blocks where they sell | |
| Cell blocks rock my mental | |
| See them fake thugs that you see before can't even spell | |
| My flow spill with words you can’t pronounce, stories you can’t tell | |
| [Outro] | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| (Check it out y'all, check, check, check, check it out y'all) | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| (Check it out y'all, check, check, check, check it out y'all) | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out |
| Intro | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check it out y' all, check, check, check, check it out y' all | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check it out y' all, check, check, check, check it out y' all | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Verse 1 | |
| jumping the broom, honey moons, I, I hit the pot | |
| Soak me up like a mop, know I' m up, know there' s levels | |
| Staring down at the devil, hello, guess I got the memo | |
| Pulling strings like Geppetto, you just a puppet, fellow | |
| I came up out of the tomb, don' t drop a L, uh | |
| You don' t want to see the evils, which I dwell in hell | |
| To excel, this t never fails, always excels | |
| They been swallowing sons before the double XL | |
| Sex cell, ex ask why it never work out | |
| I guess I exercise too much, when I work out | |
| Shows too turnt out, return home burnt out | |
| Now I got to hear all the t, that you heard ' bout | |
| Can I live? What, these s want me off a bridge? | |
| If I say it' s turnt down, do I burn that t? | |
| Truth is, if it ain' t real, I don' t feel it | |
| If it don' t hit my spirit, I don' t get near it | |
| And that' s point blank period, know some s that fear it | |
| Same s who know that we the illest | |
| Lines so deep a great shark is what I reel up | |
| Hit the flow and it can' t go realer, my whole camp gorillas, | |
| Hook | |
| Check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Don' t jack my style | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Don' t jack my style | |
| Jack, jack, jack it out | |
| Check, check, it out | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I stand juxtaposed to all my Pro' s, realest illest s I know | |
| See these foes biting the flows, they even jooks the pose | |
| I guess my CD really shaking the coast | |
| Cause this really be the year that I feast, capisce? | |
| Nothing defeats the beast, I speak my piece | |
| Know s in the streets that heat seek for me | |
| Release and squeeze | |
| Might put a Halloween between your spleen | |
| Retreat or trickle down to your last pound of green | |
| Know what I mean? | |
| This t is like taking candy from the babies | |
| Under these rappers is just a bunch of Now and Laters | |
| They too sweet, plus they lease their Mercedes | |
| Can' t be second greatest, I' m the best and def your favorite | |
| My flow indepth , I got my wave up | |
| It' s either get your tidal waved, or you could be my neighbor | |
| Cause if I can' t eat, then you can' t either | |
| I need to know, need the pizza dough, I' m spitting ether for? | |
| Bridge | |
| Yeah | |
| Reigning rap supreme in this | |
| Cause lie s lie numbers, too | |
| Cause lie s lie numbers, too | |
| lie s lie numbers, too | |
| lie s lie numbers, too | |
| What the you gon' do when the Era come for you? | |
| Hook x2 | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Don' t jock my style | |
| Verse 3 | |
| And I' m from the blocks where they sell | |
| Cell blocks rock my mental | |
| See them fake thugs that you see before can' t even spell | |
| My flow spill with words you can' t pronounce, stories you can' t tell | |
| Outro | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check it out y' all, check, check, check, check it out y' all | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check it out y' all, check, check, check, check it out y' all | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out |
| Intro | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check it out y' all, check, check, check, check it out y' all | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check it out y' all, check, check, check, check it out y' all | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Verse 1 | |
| jumping the broom, honey moons, I, I hit the pot | |
| Soak me up like a mop, know I' m up, know there' s levels | |
| Staring down at the devil, hello, guess I got the memo | |
| Pulling strings like Geppetto, you just a puppet, fellow | |
| I came up out of the tomb, don' t drop a L, uh | |
| You don' t want to see the evils, which I dwell in hell | |
| To excel, this t never fails, always excels | |
| They been swallowing sons before the double XL | |
| Sex cell, ex ask why it never work out | |
| I guess I exercise too much, when I work out | |
| Shows too turnt out, return home burnt out | |
| Now I got to hear all the t, that you heard ' bout | |
| Can I live? What, these s want me off a bridge? | |
| If I say it' s turnt down, do I burn that t? | |
| Truth is, if it ain' t real, I don' t feel it | |
| If it don' t hit my spirit, I don' t get near it | |
| And that' s point blank period, know some s that fear it | |
| Same s who know that we the illest | |
| Lines so deep a great shark is what I reel up | |
| Hit the flow and it can' t go realer, my whole camp gorillas, | |
| Hook | |
| Check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Don' t jack my style | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Don' t jack my style | |
| Jack, jack, jack it out | |
| Check, check, it out | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I stand juxtaposed to all my Pro' s, realest illest s I know | |
| See these foes biting the flows, they even jooks the pose | |
| I guess my CD really shaking the coast | |
| Cause this really be the year that I feast, capisce? | |
| Nothing defeats the beast, I speak my piece | |
| Know s in the streets that heat seek for me | |
| Release and squeeze | |
| Might put a Halloween between your spleen | |
| Retreat or trickle down to your last pound of green | |
| Know what I mean? | |
| This t is like taking candy from the babies | |
| Under these rappers is just a bunch of Now and Laters | |
| They too sweet, plus they lease their Mercedes | |
| Can' t be second greatest, I' m the best and def your favorite | |
| My flow indepth , I got my wave up | |
| It' s either get your tidal waved, or you could be my neighbor | |
| Cause if I can' t eat, then you can' t either | |
| I need to know, need the pizza dough, I' m spitting ether for? | |
| Bridge | |
| Yeah | |
| Reigning rap supreme in this | |
| Cause lie s lie numbers, too | |
| Cause lie s lie numbers, too | |
| lie s lie numbers, too | |
| lie s lie numbers, too | |
| What the you gon' do when the Era come for you? | |
| Hook x2 | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Don' t jock my style | |
| Verse 3 | |
| And I' m from the blocks where they sell | |
| Cell blocks rock my mental | |
| See them fake thugs that you see before can' t even spell | |
| My flow spill with words you can' t pronounce, stories you can' t tell | |
| Outro | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check it out y' all, check, check, check, check it out y' all | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out | |
| Check it out y' all, check, check, check, check it out y' all | |
| Check my style, check, check, check it out |