by storm (But I'm bout to warm this bitch up a lil bit) And I'm just getting warm (Let's GO!!) Uh, we bout to do it again Flipmode bitch We gon do it
Check it out, yes two brothers need to rhyme [Common] Never eat swine, we don't want it on our pizza Just cheese, checkered MCs They better just freeze
, you can't fade me, but hey G Your style is lazy, boy you're crazy Losin' it, check out my fusion kit It's welding rhymes and propelling, swelling Getting bigger, getting
'm whipped like a nymph i love to keep it pushing like the basement speakers love hearing real hip hop and making heaters born entertainer armed with the flamer if they bust
I'll just blow him away 'Cuz I'm fully wrapped, I ain't taken crap I got a mini .14 with a shoulder strap Base heads knocked on the door They just knocked
stage gets warm, I heat it up The crowd gets charged, I speed it up They couldn't get warm, gimme a cut The rhyme gets good, so eat it up Food for thought
my mind Is when fakes try to rhyme and they take petty lines To put stakes against mine but I breaks them like spines Cause I make plenty rhymes that
Tonedeff] Yo, first I sprinkle a verse By adding words, rhymes Flippin 'em in to a verse with lines Then ima hit 'em with spurts rhyme Then ima let 'em
shut Interpol down for two hours Now that's true power I create what I can't count to rhyme from my anger management counselor Just listen to the fives and blend in with the signal you getting
warm coffee It's really getting gory, tell your problem to Maury Don't bore V with the "glory, hallelu-ey" Crews be like, foo-ey he's just a buncha hoo
Interpol down for two hours Now that's true power I create what I can't count to rhyme from my anger management counselor Just listen to the fives and blend in with the signal you getting
skeleton frame Chi-Ali the main event Lyrics are bent and slammed to the pavement A minute and 15 seconds gone And the lyrical emporer is just getting warm
not understand, but you know how it go Because life ain't shit, you got to work for yours Got to hustle from the bottom just to feed the poor Niggaz think
the stage gets warm, I heat it up The crowd gets charged, I speed it up They couldn't get warm, gimme a cut The rhyme gets good, so eat it up Food for
it out, yes two brothers need to rhyme [Common] Never eat swine, we don't want it on our pizza Just cheese, checkered MCs They better just freeze, niggas
