Lyrics:
and pick apart my brain
Disections [HA!] may [HA!] mentally [HA!] cause [HA!] infections
Break you with inventions, sick intentions
Leave most MC's lost in
flavs, god.
Known for sendin' garbage mcs to the graveyard.
I pack a gat, not a slingshot;
Step to this and get an ass-whoopin' like rodney king got.
Now once upon a time, way back in the day
There was an MC-killer by the name of E-S-H-A-M
And he was known to murder them all
Gun-clapper leave
recognize realness
These MCs can't back-to-back it
I've been racking up bodies since Raskit's Jordan jacket
Black tracksuit and a ratchet
Butterfly knife
Dont' hold your breath on it
Only begun
If you ain't the Rhymesayers I don't owe you a crumb
Can't no MC call me his son
The lowest ever been uttered
to a pimp
Rhymes so rugged they'll make you limp
Some MC's like to dance all night
But I like the brothers who can rock the mic
With bass and adrenaline big
"MC am I, people call
Me" Essah, Rapper denken, sie wären fett
Jedoch mein Flow ist entwässernd
Ich spit ein vielfaches fresher
Als jedes Kind, das
to the top,
Don't stop the body rock
Yes, do the new jack hussle,
Shake your bootie, flex your muscles
Everybody shake your body
It's MC Sars hip
as fuck when them MC's come
But from dawn to dusk man I breaks em up
Like booyah! What ya do now!?
I can hear them freaks screamin Hoocha!
From head to head
in ya stereo
MC's is dead and I'ma get head up at they burial
And that's disrespectful
I'm strong like Exo mixed with X, yo
And that's the high
the super MC's to get the cake
(Double K)
Word up! I called the posse, we can all roll out,
Cause once we step up in the party, yo we make the ladies shout
What? What?
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
*Samples MC Lytes "Shut The Eff Up (Hoe)"*
I ain't the broad you want to curse out
Rip what's in the purse out
Oh
the Ferris, and MC H.P. Scooter!
Back in Ireland
Yes!
C'mon!
Somewhere is Ireland, banging the bass
Join our trip to this weird place
Back to nature, where we
to the MCs that all died
I feel bad but I never cried
I feel bad but I never lied
Best MC but I never tried
How can he last one round?
Punch in the face
You
or
Parallel to my level sub par
So coming at me wrong is worse then
Being on the carousel with the devil
I can turn these happy homes and these fake
MC's into
when I press play
Niggas go gym but they're missing out leg day
My worst days are some of your best days
Punch a grime MC off his segway, pussyhole
Don't
like a direct rudeboy
One side bag and a stoney
Don't make you a direct rudeboy
Some MCs come with the wickedest talk
But really, dem man chat crap
as a Rock'
a simile because of the usage of the word 'as'
And now directly from the planet of Brooklyn
MC Lyte as a Rock!
Must I say it again, I said it
the imitatin
But the knowledge that I'm givin positively stimulatin
I acknowledge any MC in a South Bronx town
South Proof Projects, did they really go down
me
If I lack, keep straps, it's a wrap, gimme daps
You can roll with me, yeah maybe
Hey the streets is mine like mixtapes
When an MC grind don't play
and have a nice day
A lotta MCs today really know how to please
But I gave birth to most of them MCs
So when it comes around to the month of May
Send
DJ BR da Tijuca
Lançando a mais braba de todas
Voa, meu pivete
Isso aqui é Medellin Records
REFRÃO MC KF
Mano essa mina é gata
O jeito dela é
Joga, joga remexe e gostosa
Joga, joga e remexe gostosa
Na brisa do green
Ta gostosinho ta da hora × 2
Mc Bm
Alisson Mix me ligou Bm como tá
Se tiver
OS PROBLEMÁTICOS - JOGO VIROU
MC PQD
RESPEITO NÓS CONQUISTOU COM UM TEMPO
FAZENDO O QUE UNS SONHAM MAS NÃO VIVE
PRETINHO DO MORRO RÁ NA MÍDIA
UM DOS
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