raw version of an album joint. produced by anno domini
Dirty suburban New York hip-hop.
DM Stealth - HIP HOP'S JONATHAN CRANE.
Suburban, NY MC.
Story behind the song
bitterness
Lyrics
i'm on a lost cause tip - no bra for yer tits.
just wise ass remarks to bombard yer b*** .
we on a heart to heart like doctor phil
we feel like the bottom of the barrel so we start to kill.
heartless quick to spark this for our fathers
who broke their backs. no relaxin for dollars.
startled cuz we might be losing our house.
pack the bags up, f** s kept movin us out.
maduke got my back dude since i was a kid.
pops too, taught to drop fools the instant they diss.
i piss on the lips that spit out nothin but sh** .
mumble like a bumble bee, ill kick you right in the dick.
DM STEALTH puttin Mahopac up on the map,
cuz these other emcees aint nothing but trash.
i stand by that statement, no i wasnt ever hatin
til some homo heard im loco and he thought that he could tame it.
yeah b*** , so what. what the f*** you got?
i see you standing there but you aint saying a lot.
yer just a f** , simple yet you thinkin you hot.
you know my door kid, get yer boys come up and knock.
it aint about color or the set that you claim.
you motherf*** ers know its about the quest for the game.
head to explain, rest assured ive relinquished my brain
from a lifestyle of drugs that i chug like a train.
buy weed like the dealers been paying me to,
take new drugs just so i can say em in tunes.
break two thumbs just for f*** in thinking you tough.
you got snuffed by children who been bingin uncut.
i work everyday sweaty when i get off,
i let off my frustrations by dismembering whores.
we the source of the trembling in the suburbs,
severing any citizen whos clever with words.
on lock like a pad with my pen pressed up,
sessed up to get the best rush for my records.
i'm lyrically bitten, literally killin,
any emcee who thinks they can match my writtens.
