Audyo Jays' What It Do Y'all Freestyle

Verse 1

Broken brick, dirty fists scraping, hungry nights

No peace in my block, sirens blink blue lights

Breath hot, heart cold, got dreams but they're hard

Two word sentence— Why?

They talking rubber bands I snap back, pissed

Broke boys bounce, all they spit is myths

Bottles bust, boys bleed, pray for a quick fix

Glass crunch, steel toes— I did that shit

What it be, what it do, what it mean, who knew

Knee deep in the mud, few words ring true

Mama wept in the dark, no food, rent due

Told God, wait up, I got sins too

Chorus

What it do y'all

They don't care if you fall

Middle fingers up tall

They don't really know at all

What it do y'all

We answer pain with brawl

What it do y'all

We answer pain with brawl

Post-Chorus

Y'all, y'all

All y'all, all y'all

Verse 2

See the squad walk, white tee, low talk

Truth gets buried, chalk marks on sidewalk

Sons get locked, daddies gone, mama bitter

Fuck that hope, world cold, I don't shiver

Ice in the veins, rage in my system

Fight for breath, for the bread, for existence

Shot call, quick hands, stackin' every instant

Let 'em watch, they don't get— they never did

What it do, what it do, when they spook at my skin

What it do, what it do, when they hate us, then grin

We survive, we thrive, built rough, thick skin

Tell my brother— Stand up, fight's where we begin

Chorus

What it do y'all

They don't care if you fall

Middle fingers up tall

They don't really know at all

What it do y'all

We answer pain with brawl

What it do y'all

We answer pain with brawl

Post-Chorus

Y'all, y'all

All y'all, all y'all

Bridge

Never sold out— broke pride, bust lip

Survivors write history, inked in a cut wrist

Money make a monster, but we monsters first

Broke from birth, but we break every curse

Verse 3

So I spit with a limp, real limp, let it drip

Words cut, never dull, sharp wit, tight grip

Anger's just love twisted, a fucked up gift

Life’s pain, life’s rage— that's why we exist

What it do, what it do, raise hell, we descend

No peace for the priests, amen, never bend

Roll call for the real, on me, we defend

Any block, any street— till the motherfucking end

Chorus

What it do y'all

They don't care if you fall

Middle fingers up tall

They don't really know at all

What it do y'all

We answer pain with brawl

What it do y'all

We answer pain with brawl

Post-Chorus

Y'all, y'all

All y'all, all y'all

Outro

What it do

What it do

What it do y'all

All y'all