88 Hiphop Freestyle 歌词

Yo, Yo, Yo Wack mc's is so fake You make me wanna punch ya whole face Hit you so hard my hand breaks And my shoulder dislocates You ever heard the sound ya bones make when they break? It's like stomping on a whole crate of porcelain plates Run over ya skull wit a tank Rip out ya guts wit a shank Then bite you wit poisonous fangs fa tryna mess wit the champ Nigga you can't You shouldn't even try to Half the square root of my IQ is beyond you So when you see me on the street You betta not say a damn thing to me Cuz sucka you pink pussy I gotta rhyme degree Triggahappy fingers of fury Put one in ya skully and 5 in ya belly Cuz whenever rhymes fly Like bullets in drive-bys I catch em and throw em back like Miami Highline Cock mines Spit counterclockwise And shoot 5 3 missed you 2 hit you 1 in the leg 1 in the thigh Yo, cuz Canibus was ol' skool Before niggaz was talkin about jewels Before engineers was usin protools I make my own rules No matter what i flow to Started vacuum in the mic booth the way my tongue moves I'm prolly what you'd call a Record industry population enforcer I track suckas down from borda ta borda Just like the stories of the hare and the tortoise The rabbit was faster but fell asleep in the forest But lost cuz the Tortoise had endurance I always stay focused the longest I promise I could battle any artist until they just get exhausted and forfeit Wit actual supernatural forces I'm a Horseman from Hell Immune to the garlic water and the *pause* crosses After the last album I went thru a metamorphasis And probably fired more people than Doug Mo