Lyrics:
poppin'
They'll have your body droppin'
You thought you knew the deal
But now you feel your heartbeat stoppin'
I'm moppin' up the comp
That's short for
The Little D-A double-D why
The S-H-A-N-E, yes it's me
You better believe there's no comp and I'm certain
So if you try to battle me, then it's cur-tains
friar comes higher than the messiah
Sparkin' the mic like a live wire til I retire
Whatever the comp is I burn em like fire
With all the blow, I
higher than the messiah
Sparkin' the mic like a live wire til I retire
Whatever the comp is I burn em like fire
With all the blow, I hit em hard like
goooooood enough!
I'm not Robert Townsend but every time I speak
I'll leave a rapper's chest beatin like he had Five Heartbeats
Knockin out comp like
game is like a sport, comp'll try to pen you
I leave the stage on life support when I rock a venue
If you ain't got a knife and fork you're probably
of them East coast stars
If you ask me I'll tell you there's no comp
But I'm still humble, even though I will crumble halls
Some call 'em songs, I call
blindfolded, better yet with no mic
Hype it acappella, make your deejay go on strike
This kinda comp I know you're not ready for
You're just a amateur dying
Oxblood moonstomp
Give em' the boot comp
Lime green mohawk
Standing at the front line
Running through the stop signs
Making a lot of headlines
Disrupt
comp-te moi
C'est qu'ils sont de-ve-nus des hom-mes
Et qu'un jour par-mi eux
Il s'en trou-ve-ra deux
Pour al-ler fon-der
Ro-me
2. Ils aiment s'amuser
Mais
A lyrical knockout, showin' I got clout
My comp should just drop out
Cause none of them can see me
I leave em winan like their name was bebe or cece
I get
Brush off the comp like lint after the hit
No one's seen the brothers with the three shades of tint
Only a sign they're in like Flynt and haven't reached
Deep concentration
Realize the comp you're facing
Ay yo, hand over this
Gettin' money hand over fist
No time to parlay
Hunting them hundreds that's crisp
take a look 'round at my comp and it's just, uh (ooh)
Wide open, big whippin', it slide open (mm-mm)
I notice they treat me like I'm chosen (I'm
they try to keep me in the clink, yo
I got 'em ducking and bucking, so I don't think so
I bust your whole shit if you're not kind
Stomping comp? You
and couscous
Got my comp in a catch deuce-deuce
Livin proof, you want the truth?
Nah, you can't handle the truth
I flip it like any Angelo, be it Michael- or D'
it but I gotta say it baby, I'm from Comp'
If you hold it then you gotta spray it, baby don't be sloppy
If I catch you with your four hoe, we killin'
mix-tape dropped who hot now, oh that's ya bitch the one I knocked down
Yea I'm a Fly nigga but this comp-town, disrespect the clique you get knocked up
If
red bottoms like
They're Air Forces now
I'm the youngest, richest, flyest
Nigga outta Comp-town made my own lane
Now all these niggas wanna copycat
Off
the sack
Where she did the nothing cause
Her father showed her something
I ain't frontin'
I'm mashing all the comp cause I'm thorough
Like crack
That's here
stay bangin, my one, two thangin
Is exemplified by the comp left hangin
Percussion's our weapons, drums are smith & wesson's
Lyrics poppin off leaving
Microphone flower, fresh shower
Of the rugged garments, break the bread like Noah
I'm holdin', ride the 808 rollin'
Write til my hand's swollen, your no comp
comp cower soft punk
The god is the oddest fella you'll find
Paid to speak his mind
Like Father Jealous Divine
He came to rock the banquet, rank it
Along
health?
Nigga, I can't comp- (hey)
What the fuck's a shot if the safety on?
Lotta niggas ball but the bag don't ever tag along
I can't even go inside
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