Lyrics:
that mock me
And that's not all, MC's have the gall
To pray and plan for my downfall
But I'm not running, I'm just stunning
Smart not stupid 'cause
I kill an MC (standard)
Leave a boy's face in the Evening (Standard)
You are not a top MC, you're just (standard)
Peng tings in the VIP, that's
yeah
"'Cause when I'm on the mic I like to speak freely"
Yo, as easy as it may seem MC'ing is not a capa-
Bility for most to possess, you gotta
Last Breath of an MC
I can't remember the day
But I remember the night
The first time in my life had an mc fight
Caterpilla killa lyrics spit like
Breaker, breaker, one nine, clear the line
Can you read me? Extorted your rhymes
MC's should expect the worst
I stay alert and shoot first
This
and claim the same fame
Suicide victims, quick to jump off and scream I
have to die, I'm living a lie
Fake MC's no heart, get torn apart
Messing with us?
(feat. Q-Tip)
[Verse One: Q-Tip]
I want to be able to reach an mc
And reach a little child in the same degree
And my elders excel
I mean what
names from Ness
MC's are crawlin' out every hole in the slum
You be aight like blood money in a pimp's cum
I made it like that, I bought it like
Japanese, Spanish, Indian, Negro and Vietnamese
MC's, Disc Jockeys to all the fly kids and the young ladies
Introducin' The Crew ya got to see to believe
sucker MC's
Chilling out in the Oaktown singing a rap
No MC could rock like that
Now I say it like bitches say
No MC could rock my way
When I rap
"Sucka MC's please think twice"
"Sucka MC's please think twice"
"Sucka MC's please think twice"
"Sucka MC's please think twice"
"Sucka MC's
Yo this tune is strictly one purpose
To wipe off the scum of the earth
The shittest MCs in the game
Totally swag, nobody likes you
Get out of here
MCs don't tempt me
I'm, bars and flows I got plenty
Deadout your favourite MC
Yeah I got nought point four for a twenty
And I'm back in the lab
What'd
MC's remain amateur
Just examine the delivery and stamina
Focus in like a camera, see what I'm handin ya
Is the recipe, the basics and neccessities
For
mc's to the test
And if you front I'll put my foot up in your freaking chest
Freestyle fanatic, and never will it ever stop
You crew is loose, you
yo you know it's Busta Rhymes, ev-ery time
Oh yes, I'm coming wicked with the new design
I'm saying
One one, one two one two
MC's ain't coming
yo you know it's Busta Rhymes, ev-ery time
Oh yes, I'm coming wicked with the new design
I'm saying
One one, one two one two
MC's ain't coming
my dog lick you German Shepard want to bust off
I tell your legs and swat em, MC's having anal sex
Step around like a Tampax, and step up next
a story never ever been told
About the 52-Crew, so bright, so bold
Five MC's with mics in their hand
Could you rhyme with a hell of a man?
Deejay Lynn
No matter how many battles I been in and won
No matter how many magazines on my nuts
No matter how many MC's I eat up
Oh, it's never enough
on
If I ain't on ya tube, dude, you must got ya channel wrong
I'm tha King of the South, there is none flyer
Sucker MC's outta call me sire
Ya songs okay
{Your silence is my trade}
Lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your silence is my trade}
Givin' MCs lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your silence is my trade}
Lockjaw! (Shut
Les MC's s'caillent, les MC's s'taillent quand j'pars en freestyle
Car j'kick grave comme sur la East-side
C'est triste man, les racailles
to do tings
We do it the large way, yeah
Going out to the Birmingham
Crew, Nottingham crew, manchester crew
(Double 0-seven)
He's not an MC, he's just
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