Lyrics
55 years from now, ill be chilling 5 feet under the ground,
Locking away my thunderous sound,
That is heard from a 50 mile radius,
Take 5, freestyle 55 lines of crazy shit,
Ever since I was 5 years old,
I’ve been writing rap that shock cats like 55 volts,
5 foot 8 spitting a 5 foot flame,
55 diamonds in the 5 foot chain,
50 slugs at your 55 thugs in battle,
The 5 remaining cats get hit with the shrapnel,
Approach all these emcees like a prime rhyme spitter,
Knowing my all techniques are 5 times better,
I’ll let my 5 9’s spit 5 times, to shred em,
5 lines, with more then 5 rhymes within em’,
Crowds’ heads bob 50 times to the rhythm,
5 fingers wrapped around the mic when im spitting,
I leave 5 marks when my 5 knuckles split,
2 black eyes, bruised cheek, broken nose and a bloody lip,
You get your wack ass flow shook,
By my rhymes, cuz I’ve filled up 55 5-star notebooks,
5 guys in drives busting their teks,
1 bullet and 5 empties playing Russian rullet,
5 blunts of hydro, got my eyes low,
I never lie low; fuck a 5-0, my mouths a silo,
Cuz when I spit 5 missiles, live I grind tissues,
Find lines inside and let my rhymes hit you,
Battling E is a live gory killing,
My punch lines hit hard like jumping from a 5 story building,
When your 5 inches from the ground im igniting you corpse,
With a flame so hot it gets 5 mics in the source,
50 pound cannon balls sinking 5 battle ships,
I got 5 limbs, 2 arms, 2 legs, and a massive dick,
Give me 5 swings, and you’ll be missing 5 teeth,
Let me spit for 5 minutes, ill leave 5 of ya’ deceased,
I killing all contenders but im eating 50 percent,
Drink 5 5ths; take 5 pisses and then ill do it again,
My mic is an explosive device,
Set to detonate and blow up earth on March 5, 2005,
Jay-z came first with his 22 twos
Canibus hit back with 33 threes,
Ninja came with 44 fours with strive,
Canibus said it would be out of control, so I did 55 5’s
