I'm ultra magnetic, and far from pathetic
Though far from magnetic, if you listen dyslexic
So sweet with this mic, it fucks up the diabetics
Turn chronic hip hop, into a global epidemic
Commiting verbal malpractice, with no use for anesthetic
When I kill an mc I feel bad, but don't regret it
If I let you live, you're soul's become indebted
I will call in my favor, so you'd better not forget it
Indepent mind frame, energetic rhyme game
Do this til I'm dead, even if I never find fame
Just stay rugged like Buddy Lee, essence of what cruddy be
Turn the newest wave of rappers, into an effing bloody sea
Yo, that's funny G, nobody's capable of running me
If you give me five seconds, I can promise you'll be done in three
That's E double F, for when I'm feeling extra nasty
That happens when a chump attempts to razz me
Your ego makes you sass me, you're a talking bitch like Lassie
If I backtracked backward, back to the begining you won't pass me
You can scream player hater, I'm more like a player savior
Here to check you and correct you of your weak-willed behavior
Finding real hip hop's a real life "where's waldo"
Mtv gangsters playing the next Tupac to follow
I know this can seem like a tough pill to swallow
But, most these signed clowns whole center is hollow
I'm the type to approach a battle like a street fighter
Searching out the best to challange, just to get my skills tighter
If your dj isn't scratching, he's just a dick rider
So sweet with this mic, I'll rot your teeth if you're a biter
In case you haven't noticed, I'm a writer and reciter
The most venomous creature since the funnell web spider
Why'd you bring your bitch there's no way I'd invite her
Man, I was talking to your girl, you're the bitch that's beside her
Silly named, half-assed gangsters in the studio
Half you cat's aren't even half as hard as Coolio
We know he isn't hard, I'll break you down to tiny shards
As I enjoy dealing with you, like a deck of nudie cards
Why are you in music, if you're a pistol packing demon?
Even got your momma wishing she'd swallowed your daddy's semen
If you have to, borrow my pad, and my pen
My mind and my dictionary just to help you comprehend
All the metaphores and similies, the american civil liberties
Union is on my case, cause I'm filled with hate when killing G's
Fuck it, I'm through. This is a bullshit game
Lame cat's with wack raps all sound the fucking same
That's a triple stamp on my mom's, I swear to god my word is bond
Drench these fuckers with my piss, drown them all on golden pond. |