LISTEN TO MY MUSIC
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #25,497
Peak in subgenre #15,552
Author
Status&CodeNine
Rights
TND Productions
Uploaded
August 04, 2003
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
As soon as I'm the illest, which Stat's gotta be
Its fact I'll prolly show more skill than these cats want of me
Fags jockin me, everyone asks for collabs constantly
I tell 'em fuck off, or they'll hafta clash wit gats probably
Bombin me? I think not.. cuz you lack quality
The last stoppin me... tried and got slapped properly
Not to be rude, ya crews are half ass wannabe's
Talk tough, but won't step a foot off ya dads property
If anybody's yappin, then Status should know
Battle rappin his foes with the most ravinous flow
Destract 'em and yo, I could leave a crack in ya dome
And if you think ya nice, trust me you should practice some mo'
Laugh cuz its so funny, you be crackin some jokes
Til ya walkin one night and I'm the one snatchin ya gold
Perhaps its the dro is what got Stat dramatic and slow
But you'll see the plan happen when the action unfolds
When we ready.. My people start clapping...
Releasing the magnum, heak seeks'll happen...
I start rapping.. Cocked we pop Saturn...
A lot happens... & thats wassup
I'm fightin wit skill, y'all should be writin a will
Cuz ya bump ya gums til the nines right in ya grill
I'ma just chill, but I'm the nicest wit quills
To put you in a closed casket, the linin is sealed
Devices'll drill ya spine til ya mind'll just spill
I'm high on a hill, droppin bombs the timin is ill
Too Deep the tightest duo, despite what ya feel
You kids stay wit permits, I got a license to kill ..bitch
