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Rylan Sampler (N/A)
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March 09, 2003
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Lyrics
ayo im back at the crib fillin up pages
tyin emcees into knots like they was shoe laces
im constantly pacin, waitin for a label to recognize my greatness
im stainless i dont get rusty
wont rap for 6 monthes and come back n shit'll get ugly
call me the wind cause im snuffin out your flames
makin the sun freeze frozen like canadien caves
when i wave my hand the worlds a different place
i kick a rhyme in reverse you cant hear what i say
i play words replay the verse backwards
if i ruled the world id be a king
fuck the people id establish my own monarchy
fuck a rebellion ill have a line long as this song
just for cats defyin the words from my tongue
any emcee is my enemy whether your with me or against me
if your takin a peice of my pie you just stabbed me
cant you see i cant have that shit
and if i did id have a shit list as long as my dick
and thats established in guiness
witness my rhythm in action
cats is backin up when they hear me rappin
im like a gatling gun rhymes phatter than big pun
makin more meals than that chef raekwon
im the one and only yours truly
if you had x ray vision you still couldnt see through me
but i see through you and your fake ass thuggin
if you turned your back on me youd still be frontin
its like you aint got no brains cause you dont know nothin
if you did, you wouldnt be fuckin with this
kid from long island rippin shit like nobodys business
cmon bitch get with it im burnin the track like incense
yo you under my rule you best respect me dude
or the ink in my pen will be used for you
you used to be cool til i hit the scene
out with old in with new bitch gimme da cream
shit gets intense when i grab the mic n rip it
i intend to drop a rhyme and break your body
bring ya to the top of the world and drop ya like john gotti
im a scot with a kilt like roddy built stocky
with enough force to crack ya skull wit my shotty
im damn cocky and you know thissss man
blessed with a talented hand to grab the micstand
and recite plans to slice the palms of ya hands
kidnap your fam and hold em for ransom
damn man im ampin up the fans and
kickin shit up like a fuckin hand stand
you cant stand when i break off ya legs dawg
this battle right here is a fuckin cake walk
your under my rule bitch ima rip your face off
like cage or travolta you aint goin far
ill smoke you like a joint to see how dope you are
well you didnt get me high so that explains it all
your career is like dat ride at six flags...it freefalled
but see yall its the artifact
spittin the smartest facts
kickin my tonsels back
so ill im like a hypochondriac
set to bombard you cats with a forced attack
flowin so dope like a im smokin crack
so ahead my time this rhymes behind my back
but dont mind me cat, this the end of your days
ill rip off your arms and slice you with your shoulder blades
fuck that its a dawn of a new age
fuck these cats yo spitz take the stage
yo you under my rule you best respect me dude
or the ink in my pen will be used for you
used to be illest til i started killin the scene
out with the old in with new bitch gimme da cream
