I heard the beat dat Nasty gave us (Rumble Pack) and i just wanted to write lyrics that reflected the beat. sometimes you hear me pause cos there's a bit in da instra when da voice goes 'ahh'. i wanted to construst lyrics round that aswell. basically, its bare punchlines, a few shots at TD (Tiny Dick) and sick beat.
Lyrics
Lyrics to PROOF
Don't judge a book by its cover, jus becoz im skinny//
don't fink there aint a sick lyricist within me//
And don't stereotype jus cos im black i can rap//
dat aint the truth u want Proof look at Timi//
It's deep bitch but i'm on sum beef shit//
On sum Grim reap shit without it wouldn't be shit//
Retreat quick or stay and *end Kos life*//
But if u kill me i'll still be able to *GHOSTWRITE*//
Im like *babies* to get rid of this shit u hav to *WIPE ME*//
It ain't likely, I predict eventual death//
So unsightly, u aint seen an MC like me, fight me? U'd rather piss on an electrical fence//
I got these rappers on their toes cos they know K.Os about to go and when i *flow*//
*Not even MOSES could part it* don't get me started//
Or its *HIGH NOON* and if u *DRAW U BEST BE AN ARTIST*//
I'm *FASTER* than a *FREIGHT TRAIN* *SPEEDIER* than *GONZALEZ*//
I rap like there's a DURACELL in my back//
No i ain't the hardest but no brer can have me//
Wit SCOOBY and SHAGGY i ain't afraid to get *SCRAPPY*//
Ain't coincidence that u hearin me spill//
My flows like *CANCER* das rite im *SERIOUSLY ILL*//
I'm SICK your rhymes POORLY how mad can u be?//
Yer your shit's *rap* but wit a *CAPITAL C*//
I don't claim to be no.1 but i am top 3//
Modern Thespian, your girl don't like me? when she turn lesbian?//
She doesn't know about the *66 INCH PENIS*//
They don't jus call me *COCKY* for one reason//
yo, 8 brers dat are grimy sick wit me//
While u rhyme SHITTER than TINY DICK TIMI//
Can't beat us join us niggaz so bop wiv us//
Cos i've got more sick rhymes than u'v HOT DINNERS niggaz!//
das the PROOF for u mutha fuckaz!
Keep sayin KoKen's shit!
