U mouthin off to da wrong person, i got my foot so far up yo ass u start gaspin for air and stopped cursin, im makin dis up from da top of my head, most niggas wanna get me in da bed and make me spread, but it don't work, my shit be knockin up to a whole nother level, tell me wuts up, so i can do u like too short and slap u in da mouth and tell u shut up, but don't doubt my flow cuz im not a hoe i flip on thoughs, im dat mad shawty wit da right hype, u mad cuz im stillin yo spotlight, walkin out the door, wit yo mic, yo ryhmes aint shit to me, i'll turn them into liquid, and wacth them drip off me like rain, when i come around i bring u nuthin but pain, everybody they stop and drop when i step on yo block, im like Q-tip cuz make them breathe and stop, so playa step up to da base and pitch flow, its yo turn!! |