theman080
03-23-06, 05:02 PM
The bottom line is, I know these writers is scared
So when I run up in they shyt, they aint rightly prepared
I'm swipin em bare, strip ya shyt quick or throw ya life in the air
I'll catch Dipstick with his bytch clique for a quick hit
Stare his eyes at the barrell, snatch his Irish apparell
Saw the kid re-mix and he spotted me too, started tryin to move
Escape the scene quick before I dotted his crew
They all broke off but I caught em later smokin on trees
He screamed "Dog don't please" while he handed over his cheese
Startin bumpin some real **** wit the heat panned right
Till I saw W.I.Z.E and broke off wit his cheap ass mic
I heard the boy wordsmyth had a iced out cross
I told em take it off, he said "right now dog?"
The buzz was #1 had copped a ride, I'm not surprised
But he sure was when the shots had fried, I said stop or die
So I broke off with his whip was almost back at my house
Till I saw Cali Bud and smacked the grill out his mouth
I made a nice catch without havin to fire the chrome
Caught an idea, darted to the retirement home
Saw Verbal Kent makin up anotha screen name
You'd have to freeze frame to see how quick seized chains
So after that shyt and anotha night wit some crimes
I hit the bar so I can heighten my mind before i tightin my time
I saw Universe in the back gettin drunk and writin some rhymes
I grabbed em out of his seat so his heat was out of his reach
Had em by his collar and said "Get out what I need."
I caught the kid Courtdog tryin to rob Props, lined up a top shot
Clipped em each in they side, both of em dropped hot
I ran Courts pockets he wasn't really hommo worthy
So I let em live, and spit on his Propaganda Toronto jersey
But Props knew as soon as he seen me hold the duece
He took off his limestone chain and his fake rolex too
I got a tip from this kid, said where I could choke gr0ss
Waited wit tha glock cocked, but no surprise he no showed
I spotted Eternal Reflection instead, pointed his dad's tek at his head
He made a move to flee, I said "another step and your dead"
He turned around and said "Look don't hit with the bomb.
Just give me a week to pay dawg, I live wit my mom
And that deal you heard I got, that record I pressed
I'm gettin extorted like a bytch, not a red cent from my next check."
Guess I was feelin nice, let this fake walk his moves
But not before I made em take of his shoesor they'll chalk his tomb
I caught Empty Clipz at the drug spot, dun drop, before ya hear the gun pop
I shrugged shots, hit the ex-con in his head, took his wallet and left
So when I run up in they shyt, they aint rightly prepared
I'm swipin em bare, strip ya shyt quick or throw ya life in the air
I'll catch Dipstick with his bytch clique for a quick hit
Stare his eyes at the barrell, snatch his Irish apparell
Saw the kid re-mix and he spotted me too, started tryin to move
Escape the scene quick before I dotted his crew
They all broke off but I caught em later smokin on trees
He screamed "Dog don't please" while he handed over his cheese
Startin bumpin some real **** wit the heat panned right
Till I saw W.I.Z.E and broke off wit his cheap ass mic
I heard the boy wordsmyth had a iced out cross
I told em take it off, he said "right now dog?"
The buzz was #1 had copped a ride, I'm not surprised
But he sure was when the shots had fried, I said stop or die
So I broke off with his whip was almost back at my house
Till I saw Cali Bud and smacked the grill out his mouth
I made a nice catch without havin to fire the chrome
Caught an idea, darted to the retirement home
Saw Verbal Kent makin up anotha screen name
You'd have to freeze frame to see how quick seized chains
So after that shyt and anotha night wit some crimes
I hit the bar so I can heighten my mind before i tightin my time
I saw Universe in the back gettin drunk and writin some rhymes
I grabbed em out of his seat so his heat was out of his reach
Had em by his collar and said "Get out what I need."
I caught the kid Courtdog tryin to rob Props, lined up a top shot
Clipped em each in they side, both of em dropped hot
I ran Courts pockets he wasn't really hommo worthy
So I let em live, and spit on his Propaganda Toronto jersey
But Props knew as soon as he seen me hold the duece
He took off his limestone chain and his fake rolex too
I got a tip from this kid, said where I could choke gr0ss
Waited wit tha glock cocked, but no surprise he no showed
I spotted Eternal Reflection instead, pointed his dad's tek at his head
He made a move to flee, I said "another step and your dead"
He turned around and said "Look don't hit with the bomb.
Just give me a week to pay dawg, I live wit my mom
And that deal you heard I got, that record I pressed
I'm gettin extorted like a bytch, not a red cent from my next check."
Guess I was feelin nice, let this fake walk his moves
But not before I made em take of his shoesor they'll chalk his tomb
I caught Empty Clipz at the drug spot, dun drop, before ya hear the gun pop
I shrugged shots, hit the ex-con in his head, took his wallet and left