Battles, Source, Freestyles, Hip Hop, Rap, Commercial, Mainstream, Underground
Get At Me.
Story behind the song
Busta Rhymes & T.I. - Cannon (Instrumental)
Lyrics
I be the real deal, so you finna feel ill, when them thangs peel out the....
The steel go click clack, get killed or get back, 'fore I smack yo bitch ass off the planet
Damnt, you do, or damnt ya don't, my hand on ya throat, so this battle really bout to turn fatal
I got cha urn labeled, toe tag by ya ankle, the glock aim & leave Wax spinnin like turntables
Fables is for fags, fag, I just tell the truth... I jump in the booth, and tag it up like a vandal
Ya body get bagged, unless you strapped like a sandal, sit back, relax cuz Wax can't hold a candle
Handle motherfuckers, get slapped at the door /
I don't need no buffer, to put Wax on the floor
Gats at ya jaws, bear claws flesh bone /
You sound mellow yellow, so enter my red zone
Gon', 'fo I hit cha, fo-fo's finna split cha / Photo's of ya cadaver, now do you get the picture?
Abracadabra, I work magic on this nigga / Basically rappin's a health hazard for this nigga...
