Universal Love

[Intro]

World wide

You know

Yo everybody everywhere

DL and D-Shade

(Get ready)

Don't be afraid

Spell hip hop

Gotta love it

[Hook]

Connect with fans all across the land

Yo Japan ya'll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)

Connect with fans all across the land

Toronto ya'll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)

Connect with fans all across the land

Yo New York ya'll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)

So lemme see 'em (let me see them!)

Worldwide lemme see 'em (let me see them!)

Everybody everywhere lemme see 'em

[Verse 1: DL Incognito]

I rhyme about hip-hop because I live it

I'm not a gangsta, or crook, neither a villain

I've never been shot but block nigga's keep grillin'

I pack no weapon, ya'll ain't worth killin'

Never sold no drugs, but the nigga's who did

A knife in the ribs, music's how I'm speakin' to kids

I wanna live, what the **** son you think that's wrong?

Just because I don't speak about death in my songs

I'm not the criminal type, but obliterate mic's

Nigga's skills seem so minimal when their wright

?? and criticize everyone on my tracks

If you don't like it, don't buy it, it's as simple as that

Realize that we did it ourselves

We took our own money and put it on the shelves

And now we global nigga's, catch me on live with my man opal

Artists rap all alike that's why they stay local

I'm universal like the label, everywhere like I'm NATO

So we make dough, cash prepaid under the table

(We makin' money ya'll) but this ain't got to do with wealth

I've always wanted some cash and a place to myself, so what

[Hook]

Connect with fans all across the land

Yo Science ya'll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)

Connect with fans all across the land

Mt. Real ya'll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)

Connect with fans all across the land

Yo LA ya'll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)

So lemme see 'em (let me see them!)

Worldwide lemme see 'em (let me see them!)

Everybody everywhere lemme see 'em

[Verse 2: D-Shade]

I treat every day like it was game seven in overtime

Born to shine, at home, and over border lines

I seen this kid that used to hold dimes, loadin' a nine

Said that he's rollin' in crime, and it's blowin' his mind

Got radio stations, pumpin' one minute sensations

They wanderin' aimless, with no destination

Claimin' they amazin', but nobody's movin'

If that's what you call game, man your plays need improvin'

The crowds booin' and your the crumb of the year

I see you holdin' your hand out, but I got nothin to spare

You must be buggin' like Chekov with that thing in his ear

Instead of running your mouth, you should be running in fear

I'm just putting idea's and stress down on the paper

And haters don't even like themselves so of course they hate ya

*Shhh* while d-shade ??? ???? ?????? ????? preparing the server hater

We found a plate of leftovers from the last of the challengers

And I mop the stage up with you armatures like janitors

If you got nothin' good to say why bother speak?

I heard image is everything and talk is cheap

[Hook]

Connect with fans all across the land

Germany ya'll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)

Connect with fans all across the land

Yo Vancouver ya'll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)

Connect with fans all across the land

Ayo Shocktown ya'll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)

So lemme see 'em (let me see them!)

Worldwide lemme see 'em (let me see them!)

Everybody everywhere lemme see 'em