Lyrics
(Chris jericho sample)
canadas greatest ateletes by the sounds of things.
(holla @ cha'll)
yeah, here we go yall, check it out out R.W...mike check vs trust,
audio diss verse, reppin canada ya'll,....you can do this, its eazy.
so jus buy a fuckin mic, arright? mike check, settin it off, like dis, one time, look, yo,
(hook)
how can i trust ya, when ya cant trust ya self?
watch me spank this kid, whip em, wit my lyrical belt,
how can i trust ya, when ya cant trust ya self?
this kid couldn't throw up on the mic, drinkin liquor, if his name was ralph.
(diss intro)
how can i trust ya, when you can't trust yaself,
messin wit dis man, you messin wit ya health,
creep up from behind, you can't see me, like stealth,
i'll rob yo ass blind, sign online, an share da welth,
(verse - time tah step it up a little)
i'll put you to rest man, my lyrics close in on ya,
little bitch couldn't score wit a gurl, if she was a goaltender,
fuck a punch, i kick like ninja, ka-ra-ta-size yo ass,
ya wanted feedback, i'll eat ya bars, an shit em out, hows that?,
by pass yah digested lyrics, told you to up dogg, get it krunk,
opened a concert fah kris kross on the CN Tower, the il fans chanted jump!
spittin out ya lines, as ya fall all the way down,
maby much music will capture the shit, call you da new kat on da ground,
u get scraped up, chucked in da trash compactor,
physically you hurt, dont whyne, i'll call u da cryro-practor, (cairo)
he'll fix ya back up, jus to mentally, be destroyed,
naturally can't compete wit me, i'm on lyrical steriods,
trust be, flowin like niagra, swift, but always falls,
poped 2 hitz of viagra, an jerked, till he got da blue balls,
tried tah spit tyte, on da 'mike', but shit loose, like, 'fucked in da ass',
lyrics is 'playn', wit no 'power', mutha-fucka, finna 'crash'!!!!
(hook x2)
how can i trust ya, when ya cant trust ya self?
watch me spank this kid, whip em, wit my lyrical belt,
how can i trust ya, when ya cant trust ya self?
this kid couldn't throw up on the mic, drinkin liquor, if his name was ralph.
how can i trust ya, when ya cant trust ya self?
watch me spank this kid, whip em, wit my lyrical belt,
how can i trust ya, when ya cant trust ya self?
this kid couldn't throw up on the mic, drinkin liquor, if his name was ralph.
(outro)
how, how can i trust ya when ya cant trust ya self?
how, how can i trust ya when ya cant trust ya self?
how, how can i trust ya when ya cant trust ya self?
fuh, fuckin wit dis man, ya fuckin wit ya heaallth!
Shelburne What???
