stop slops you mug sling i bring monsters to smash, dash and sting ya entire city
we be like the Dogg Pound knocking buildings down in New York, New York/
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stop slops you mug sling i bring monsters to smash, dash and sting ya entire city
we be like the Dogg Pound knocking buildings down in New York, New York/
i squirt like a sperm dork making a whale of a splash...humpback i attack booty emcees whose flows smell like ass...
clothesline your rhyme, choke slam your verse I think your ticket has been punched
Big Show your flow you can't undertake hell, fire, and brimstone without seeing ya own/
46th Chamber, Emeritus represent danger
Rocking lames ,Spit flame, Sharp pain, call me Dame Dash
Stake my claim on the fame, Straight Cash
I represent underground these lames are straight pass
atomic blast every particle that's a part of you will travel fast
in every angle articles untangle only in a flash will it last...
Strike the weed cipher
Anyone act up blast em with the green sniper
Snake style attack em with a viper
Put a scar on his face like Michelle Pfieffer
Know-The-Ledge, tip over in the conscious of ignorance/
lil mama is moving that thing with belligerence/
until my wallet is filled with emptiness/
Now my membrane has become insane/
With thoughts of a girl whose assets become her name.
atomic buster, wrestling hold cha mama didn't teach cha
my reach is vast, faster than a fat slob trying to snatch a sub
crushin' colds cutting folds touchin' them all, you ain't got the gems
to end me man, my spark is vicious as a SPEAR, SPEAR, SPEAR!!!!!!!!!
when it comes to MC'in i may not be the best
but i know my shits steamin like cleaveland
i just like to get it off my chest
For all those comin' with an opinion unique
You better step off or feel the wrath of Tarik
If you wanna hate the god, send a pm to your friend
and don't let Cilvahoops ever hear it again
Real talk, don't start shit and do no thing things
or face banishment from premiere Ringdingz
little hasty with that other rhyme
but this line gonna be fresher than pastries in the summer time
bitches say mumm ra oh he so fine but i heard he got a gutter mind
Fuck a DJ I make my lane when I cutting n scratching
call me an Apache by the way I be cutting up emcees
leaving them deaded in the heat of the night without being down south/
Rhymin, Killin, that's what I'm all about/
Gave the rap game an orgasm by just giving it mouth to mouth/
Now she back, wetter than an ocean/
The Pacific to be specific that tunnel is lit up like it's being lifted/
My talent is synonymous with Christmas meaning I'm gifted/
let me separate the pure from the wackness
lyrical physician and im shuttin down your practise
I'm on point like a cactus with these beneficial tactics
You slackin, boast about your gat you better be packin it