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Genre
Charts
Peak #4,208
Peak in subgenre #2,343
Author
Skripture
Rights
2003
Uploaded
September 29, 2003
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MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
I'm the answer to Mike Finity....there's no guessin/
Cause I burn beats like I'ma country fan protestin/
Mike finity's a marked man.........../
Cause its "easy to see" I'm gonna win like cops in a parked van/
You dick rode, everyone nice here's chosen/
Skript as the best, how I'm gonna lose to a Buzz Lightyear slogan/
Stick to producin....even though you be makin some wack beats/
Cause I'll run all over you dawg like your face is a track meet/
I seem to attract beef....and stay potent for ya health/
At least I aint a Mike Finity and get caught votin for myself/
I'm smelling success...you can't even catch a sniff/
If you ordered a supersized custom made catcher's mitt/
Quit lyin in ya threads, you aint carryin a strap/
Battlin me is something you don't want, like hair on ya back/
Watch how fast I'm bout to dust this fag/
While you just stand there taking my punches like a punchin bag/
You and that wack crew, can't stay on track dude/
I keep all my hoes in check kid, don't make me slap you/
Tryin to beat me is like tryin to beat the war on crack/
Face me, and watch you get sacked like warran sapp/
I got talent which seems to be something you lack/
And I'll eat you easily like eating something for snacks/
Something perhaps the reason that I aint loss yet/
And you either, but thats cause we aint crossed yet/
Mike, you cant deny I can rap, I'll come supplied an attack/
Call you Jay Fielder when I put the 9 to your back/
Challengin me, you better off just loadin a gun/
Pullin the trigger, barrel in ya mouth, exploding ya lungs/
It's kinda funny cause you gassed up thinkin you da shit/
Man you just an average rapper...maybe even the next St. Lunatic/
I got you searchin for ya skills like a puzzle wit pieces missin/
You beatin me is like witnessin ya moms and jesus kissin/
Ready to cut you up like I was tryin to make confetti/
Leavin you all strung out, like preparin to make spaghetti/
Keep that act up tellin us ….”Yo I’ma producer”/
When aint nobody wanna come hear you, like acts at the lalapoolooza/
Kid I’ma father to music…..I could have beat you a long time ago, I just aint bother to do it/
You aint never see me really battle, so how you can say you can beat me?/
Man, you better just keep that beef beneathe me/
Battlin this he-she/
When you cant even see me like Stevie tryin to watch the t.v/
Kid believe me, you cant touch me like visitin cats in jail/
Kid ya screwed, like pictures found in Michael Jackson's mail/
I'm ending ya career quick man/
Mike Finity just got turned into Mike Until he battle Skript man/
Call me quick sand, cause I'll make you sink quick/
I'll win this battle before you can even blink bitch/
Kinda funny how you and ya click sound identical/
I'll rip you without even tryin like tearin off an ants tentacle/
My intent in full is to prove who the best/
Spittin lyrics thats so hard they goin bruise ya chest/
You think you goin test with me/
Man the only good emcees in Tennesse is Eightball and MJG/
You want beef well lets just let it be/
Cause you like my nuts after working out cause you won't stop sweatin me/
I hope you don't think rap goin bring you fame fast/
Cause you gotta better chance of bein a look alike for Dame Dash/
And do you honestly think you fuckin with Skripture??/
Man, you better just stay flexing ya muscles in ya soundclick pictures/
And I'm quick to break punks necks/
Yall got me battlin this subway diet version of Funk Flex/
Seriously theres not a cat around who isn't fearin me/
mike I'ma semi going 90 and you aint nothing but a deer to me/
I don't think it takes a genius to see who the bitch is/
Cause its clear you the one who needs to go back to doin the dishes/
People keep telling me they like me instead of you/
And I'm kinda like your skull cause I'll always be ahead of you/
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