Lyrics:
oh oh
Can't you see that you scare me?
How can you want to possess me?
I don't deal well with control
Even less with dicks on patrol
My body, my rhyme
Hi everybody let me introduce myself
Deduce myself
Blueprint, speak to the newest health
Fly with it, fly exhibit
It's way past your rhyme limit, speed
Ayy, I am Ricky West one time, and uh, nowadays, all I need is my motherfuckin' beats, my motherfuckin' rhymes, and some motherfuckin' green, uh-uh
Uh, yeah, (M Da Kid made tha beat)
Unapologetic, it's giving non-aesthetic
Making all these people jealous
Spittin rhymes like I'm zealous (like
And them haters throwin' shade like Oakland
I push rhymes like weight, I push rhymes like weight nigga
I push rhymes like weight, I push rhymes like weight
thorough
You know the time y'knowI'msayin?
Crown Heights to all my niggas holdin it down
It's hardcore be boy rhymes just for you y'knowI'msayin?
kid rock i got the sex rhymes
kid rock i got the sex rhymes
kid rock i got the sex rhymes
all world class
(Kid Rock)
kid rock mutha fucker Yo i
to kick some wicked rhymes-
Unghh
(C'mon, get up)
(Gimme the mic, gimme the mic)
Kickin' wicked rhymes like a fortune teller
Kickin' like Bruce
nigga
You know we rip it up, hit the mic like a virus
We never hide this, unique rhymes styles is righteous
Who wanna battle, which rapper thinkin' they
I'm the Chill Rob G, not many are equal
To my rhymes I write my own damn sequel
I keep your mind jumping with the things I said
My talent is
I could go number one ten times
Pretty girls that like my rhymes
You can say Bubba ain't gonna shine
Guess wha, wha, don't really give a hootnanny
I
him finish him, roll up
When I'm, ? cinematography state of mind
My rap trip, rip, clip, say the rhyme
Shit, I spectacular run hit spit bitches
Squad niggaz prophesize like the Perseus
Droppin degrees to zero with flatlines
Kill your whole entourage off with just one rhyme
One rhyme... one
that 's what I was born to do.
So many times I heard your rhymes
But you can't touch this
I'm kickin the type of flavor that makes ya say
you're
at the new age spot
Watch us lay it down all the time
Killing all you rappers with a hook and a rhyme
A hook and a rhyme a hook and a rhyme
I'm killing all
and put his face in the sand
Not the last Mafioso, I'm a MC cop
Make you say, "Go LL" and do the Wop
If you think you can out rhyme me, yeah, boy, I
Run-dmc
Live for you
(Fresh) fresh, yeah
For all you sucker MCs perpetratin' a fraud
Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd cold bored
Run-DMC
Live for you
(Fresh) fresh, yeah
For all you sucker MCs perpetratin' a fraud
Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd cold bored
and put his face in the sand
Not the last Mafioso, I'm a MC cop
Make you say, "Go LL" and do the Wop
If you think you can out rhyme me, yeah, boy, I
time on the mic
To play
I write rhymes
With addition and algebra
Mental geometry
Don't even come at me
Talk'n that weak and
Popin' that bullshit
Get out
bullshit
Turn up your stereo hops
Insert the rhyme clip
Roll your windows up
Make sure it7s air tight
E.Q. the track exact
So shit sounds right
I rhyme
or doze
'Cause I'm rippin up shows
Hold your nose, dead bodies are around
I leave scratch marks under the tears of a clown
I write rhymes that
Alchemist you know me man
I'm the type of nigga that write rhymes right on the spot in the studio
Soon as I hear the track, you know what I'm
Hand me a little bit of umm, orange pineapple juice
I'ma sip on it, check it out
I got a rhyme, you got a rhyme
But my rhyme is better than
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