Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,284
Peak in subgenre #94
Author
Myschyveus
Rights
(c) Laffin Man Productions
Uploaded
December 10, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.6 MB • 128 kbps • 2:47
Lyrics
Verse 1:
It's cold outside, but my throat is warm
Not from tha liquor, cuz of tha shit i'm spittin' my flows from.
Gettin' up outta bed and brushin' my teeth
I knew I'd slap a bastard like u when i wuz puttin' my clothes on.
I detest tha silence.
If this track wuz made in-house, I'd be arrested for domestic violence.
This is about to get ugly, so if yo stomach can't handle it,
I'd suggest u depress yo eyelids.
Lyrical coke is wut's lacin' my lines.
But they want me back off tha track like it sprayed mace on my rhymes.
Yeah, see I'm patient at times,
But when tha beast gets anxious, it's insatiable, and waitin' for lives.
So u best get to payin' yo tithes,
I'll send u to yo maker, u don't want him to think u wastin' his time.
They wonder if i'm strafin' tha line.
Hell nah, i'm deranged. Mu'fucka I ain't safe in my mind.
Chorus:
Menace is back and rippin a new track but
Don't ya, don't ya jus hate this muthafucka?
U hate his rhymes, and tha way dat he spits
(well)Come on homie, come on come on get yo ass kicked.
u think u better, u really wanna get at him
(well)Come on homie, come on come on get yo ass kicked.
U can get it anytime, I'll spit any line.
Check my method, I'll diminish any mind.
Verse 2:
I'm still crazy. Little lazy, words don't phaze me, rhymes amazing, vision's hazy, Am I mad? (Maybe) Nah, I'm concentratin'.
Still debatin' cuz this situation is makin' me angry.
So come on homie, come on and die by asphyxiation.
I'll punch yo face in, while contemplatin' my compensation.
Collect dividends while you recover from retaliation.
My style is flamin', I'll singe yo spirit wit lyrics.
Shatter yo image. You biters gettin' too vampiric.
You see the facial expression fixed onto my opponents?
They don't want it. They even hate how I roll up on'em.
They talkin' like, "Damn it's Menace again?
Sum body spit sum lyrics dat'll get rid of him."
But you can guess nobody steps up to tha plate.
I'll start an arguement, nobody even gets up to debate.
And for those dat didn't kno it, man sumbody shoulda told'em
Come at me sideways, I'll have u chokin' on yo scrotum.
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