Lyrics
Ayo I hate to be a pain, but my styles sorta blessed,
on the block, Im compared to jesus or lord finesse,
to start this track , I need to vibe on the tempo,
catch a ride on instrumentals, and flow from the temple,
exposed by the mental, I show why Im veangeful,
prone to pluck domes, and get known on the central,
I flow like Fraiser River, poor like David Schwimmer,
looking like a model, your chick crave me in her,
Blue got the mad thundersound, spit godly,
when I come around, Im phat underground like Chris Farley,
Im out for bills, like Donald Trump,
still remain ill, no matter if my skill fall or slump,
Im the realest emcee, no need to tempt me,
cause my ice cold style murder cats like Dick Kuklinski,
bust in frienzies, verbs and pronouns throw down the toughest emcees,
Yo im insanely crazy, maybe lazy when I flow,
wack raps dont phase me, cause I got mouth like Sean Avery,
I bust more raps, then Downey Jr. pop pills,
I got skils phatter then most cats who got deals,
Maybe thats why I drop ill, flow float like sea do's,
So Ima stay in the underground like tree roots,
I love the deep groove, one day Ill be a male star,
and the slick style quick to ride track like rail cars.
Tears spits sweet, my mouth's full of cavities
Fuck the law, from federal to gravity's
Feel the way I set it off, I'm gettin off
Empty the clip at ya hip yeah I let it off
See cause Tears spits solid you could stand on the tune
Industry cats are fake like they land on the moon
Like sandin a balloon, Tears is known to burst
My blade will give you headlines and have you more known than Hearst
Blue I dont think these cats are ready, raps are heavy
I'll throw my paper up and call this shit cash confetti
So bitch king me like a game of checkers
I have you shot 9 times, still you can't sell record
That shits pathetic, if someone energetic
Call a paramedic cause I'll leave these kids beheaded
Money makes the world go round so get my cream
Or me and my team will let the birds throw down
