Va In The House - Mad Skillz

verse one: Mad Skillz 

It's time to bring it down  don't front on the sound 
Check your thunderpound  it be Skillz blowing up from the underground 
Now  don't waste your time and try to taste mine 
I'm killing MC's and going low key like baselines 
Be hesitant  VA residents ain't friendly 
Diss and I'll walk on your back like Mr. Benny 
When my shit drop  all this wack shit'll stop 
Till Janet stops  rockin' Planet Rock 
Keepin' it real hot 
I specialize in microphone satisfaction 
Hackin' MC's who think Skillz be relaxin' 
Straight from punchline ave, metaphor metropolis 
I'm shockin' MC's like seeing their grandmothers topless 
Watch this, check for my sequal 
I make raps and niggas vanish like the Village People 
Hey, you checkin' for me check ‘round my way 
They say Skillz don't play when he's representin' VA 

chorus 4x: [Mad Skillz] 
Virginia's in the house [I said it] 
V-A [so what you gotta say?] 

verse two: Mad Skillz 

Yo, niggas get pissed, MC's cease to exist 
As I persist, to drill mics and fill glock clips 
Don't sleep, like Mobb Deep, I'm leaving brothers shook 
While you debatin' I'm urinatin' on your rap book 
I be Skillz see, the ill East Coast MC 
All my peeps down in VA, this one's for you B 
So don't give me nothin' I'm takin' my props 
And I ain't stoppin' till my face is on the side of a lunchbox 
The wack fold, ‘cause they been told 
Their rhymes used to be worth something like Mr. T's gold 
Now I'm in, so watch me Kline like Calvin 
I'm the Dread Man, you fucked up by lettin' me make an album (huh) 
The outcome is ill, when I gri