Story behind the song
just another practice track
Lyrics
man i spit legit,with my legs i stand strong
my tracks gives more impact than ten storms
and now ur bands home,coz i leave ur tents torn
i was dizzy but was easy like the sand gone
been fun spitting with the machine gun,i can transform
i make ur c*** -temporary like a dance form
put ur hands on me,i'll make ur sense wrong
i spit for the streets like my pens junk
i beat haters already till i got none
they play with N and one,til they got none
coz staring out the wondow i see whack rapprs
i got eyes on my back coz they backstabbers
sit back chatters,coz this is my final talk
still i got ur back like i rip off ur spinal cord
i hear quack-quacks on ur whack tracks,yall lame
the best rapper around is me,yall self proclaimed
m stoned
like a rock concert in da town
m alone
cos i need no one,but
m like cologne
making things so fresh for u
yall morons
u just tend to follow on
my first shot at ur worst spot
so its gonna be hot is ur first thought
but then ur love starts
m leaving u behind coz of ya love shots
impatiently waiting for me like bus stops
first off
take this to the next episode
yall hopping all day like some happy toad
pin down ur crappy note
like its funny
u wouldnt be pleasent if da days sunny
listen honey
wrapping fakes like mumies
no matter how hard to try to get cunny
still wouldnt be a bug to me like bunny
u cannot sum me
what do u expect from me yo
