Its ya boy DBell awwwwwwwready
Lyrics
Suttins Goin On (its a abttle)
Heavy Armor For My Chest, Vest Goin On
Im Throwin Bombs
Cross Over Borderline Like Saddam
Make This Battle A Blur For Him...
Like His Frames Wasnt On
That Wasn't Wrong, He Cant Read Between The Lines
If He Was Copper He Couldn't Even Be In Dimes
Cant Beat Me With Rhymes, I Speak From The Mind
Watch Him Lose This Challange Like My Feet Wasn't On The Line
I...
Delete Alternates Cuz My Words in Control
Stop Ya Progress Like Border Patrol
God Can't Help You Now Cuz I Snatch Ya Soul
I'm a Real MC You Just Act A Role
Cuz You Aint In The 'G' Circle Like Packers Gold
Ill Smack You Cold, Fight In A Freezer
I Got Mastercard Rhymes(priceless), You Stuck Wit A Visa
Somebody Call the coronor, I got this cat stucc in the corner
He got Head like a pumpkin, lumpy n shit, a bell pepper nose wit some corn ears (corn ears?!)
I know how you sound queer but you look much cornier
Ive heard of reconstrctive surgery, but you need 40 more
Wat you need a 40 for?
I got a fourty four thatll make you tip like too many 40's were
Digested, contested, not I(eye), cuz both have been rested
You catch it? the wordplay, I make the words play
punches like bullets, so we can call it four play
or trey play, hijacc a grey plane
Bring ya foundation down, you cant even call for a mayday on a May day
They say, That I lyrically kill you nigga
Dont need novacain, I dont feel you nigga
I may be sweatin but ima make this heat work
Or make this slave lookin nigga pik me a t shirt
Wit Ease murk Borderline its nothin
And watch him bounce quik like fat chiks jumpin
Facts are frontin
I may be the under dog but im battlin this cat - its nothin
Quit Stuntin I aint ya daddy Sonny
Specially Since you into greetin niggas like cash money
