Yo, yo, yo Now when you see that big ass 'C', you I'm comin' through And when you know I'm comin' through, you what I'ma do I said that battlin' me would be impossible I just think it's highly improbable You talkin' to a nigga that can molecules Subatomic particles, strong enough to stop a Body-slam two and drop a mule rocket fuel, freestylin' over Gospel tunes
Rhymes by the thousands, rhymes for I could kick a rhyme than your whole album The kickboxer, the shit out niggaz proper I beat 'em they holla, beat 'em till the cops come Beatin' niggaz till they have seizures, beat 'em till they screamin' Like fax machines when start receivin' Beat 'em my own hands start bleedin' Beat 'em till they lungs stop breathin' and they stop beatin'
12 a.m. to 12 p.m. in the evenin' With three 15 breaks in between 'em Good Jesus, that's a real Indian beatin' That's what you get for fuckin' this lyrical demon My bloodstream's contaminated for eons I got cast out of heaven for Got out of the Garden of Eden For lettin' the beast in Got up for a DUI and speedin'
A whole legion of half-decent get released when They spit a hundred for they freedom See I'm much too nice to compete Too nice to flow over beats with, too nice to a M I C with Off some Hercules shit, I cold flip And start to punch trees they leafless Inhale with two deep breaths, hold my breath Till the whole planet suffocates and then it (Release it)
Yo, you as cold as us or as bold as us you get thrown to the wolves, you get thrown to us 'Cuz we rollin' rough when the soldiers Either you roll with us or get to dust
Yo, you ain't as cold as us or as as us When we in the war zone we got the chrome us 'Cuz we rollin' rough when the soldiers Either you roll with us or get blown to (Ashes to and dust to dust)
Yo, yo Now for the last of months things been real quiet 'Cuz I ain't heard shit worth I'm 'bout to show you how I'm driven The drive from my lyrics And my lyrics come from my spirit Vibratin' and spinnin', faster 12-cylinder engines With nitrogen in 'em, than F-1 McLaren pistons Fast enough to give your brain an you niggaz is slower than fat bitches metabolism
The way I rip apart the competition I be spittin' The name might as well be Cannibalism Show me a man that feel him I'll show you a man that'll him by the neck And put his head to the fan on the Suffer real, 'Banned from shit Drop him off the roof of a and let the news film him I hop in front of the cameras and tell 'em how I'm I tell 'em how I feel that hip hop, should with it
Tell 'em how I'm of the state rappers in Ninety percent of the shit rappers kick is subject matter-less Not original, but blasphemous, just a bunch of the characters Shootin' the same videos, it's Usin' the same formulas to a hit the same actors and actresses, same shit different laxative Face it, nigga, you wack as shit, I'm your mic I make you run for your life, chill the daylight
track you at night, my global position is satellite Got a infrared lens to test your body's Wherever you go, I track you hail, sleet, or snow I track you till seizure grows into a afro Until you plant 'em cornrows Track you your shoe soles develop holes And you get on your toes Till teeth develop halitosis But you goin' so long without deodorant You even notice, motherfucker
Yo, you ain't as cold as us or as as us When you get thrown to the wolves, you get to us 'Cuz we rollin' rough the soldiers rush Either you roll with us or get blown to
Yo, you as cold as us or as bold as us we in the war-zone we got the chrome with us 'Cuz we rollin' when the soldiers rush Either you roll us or get blown to dust (Ashes to and dust to dust)
You as cold as us or as bold as us you get thrown to the wolves, you get thrown to us 'Cuz we rollin' rough the soldiers rush Either you roll with us or get blown to
Yo, you ain't as as us or as bold as us When we in the we got the chrome with us 'Cuz we rollin' rough when the rush you roll with us or get blown to dust (Ashes to and dust to dust)