Free stylin on the mic and in the go
Free stylin on the mic so let it flow
Free stylin on the mic and in the go
And first on the microphone Psycho
Slappin rappers like hot dikes like hot nights in Vegas
Disect these haters cause they fuckin with the greatest (greatest)
Now I'm gonna peel caps with steel gats just like potatoes (taters..)
Knowin they couldn't break us or take us now fakers take us out
No doubt, we'll serve they ass wit da tech'
Makin rappers bow down like the Westside Connec'
I want the Ice like Cube
So I blast with the Mac 10
But trust me I'm throwin up the dubbs just like Dubb-C
Plus we fuck it up on both Coastal shows. Gloat when I rip shop
Puttin niggaz in ziploc
Fuckin' with da hip hop
Fanatics still a manic, yes I smoke cryptonite
Get it right my shit is tight got wicked ways like Mr. Mike
Get the guage it's tonight green nigga runnin lose
Clutchin' bodies. We're niggaz in Kaki's and not Vasachis
Somebody should a told ya son it's on like that
With the Iceman bitch and I'm gone like that
Freestylin on the mic and in the go
Freestylin on the mic so let it flow
Freestylin on the mic and in the go
And next on the microphone C-Note
I got some bussiness that I gotta handle
Shit it's kinda risky but I don't wanna hafta take the gamble
Niggas thay tryin to plot and sceme on me
Double and triple'n teams on me
I'll make em bleed for me
And that's how it's goin down
I won't be satisfied til I see that ass 6 feet underground
Cause you fucked around
And pissed the wrong brotha off
You lied to yourself when you said I was soft
Now that's a no-no. Who da man hoe?
I'll formulate a plan hoe
That'll make your children bastards
And make your wife a widow
Trying to battle me that's a sin
It'll be like Toni Braxton
And you'll never breath again
Cause I hit hard like thunder
Straight from the under
Ground with the sound
That'll make Steve Wonder
{???} but let me continue
Servin MC's like
Orders on the menu
Pound for pound up in this game I be the best
Back the fuck up off me motherfucker cause I'm stressed
You'll wind up in a casket
Fuckin with me you get you're ass-kicked
Hit you harder than an accident in traffic
Let's get down to pleasure
And beat the kid out the treasure
Let me measure this here joint and it'll be nothin lesser
I betcha I'll get it wide open like Hostetler
But ill like Coby so I ride on all a ya'll like Dopey
And leave you in suspence like 'who done that'
You check the grammar
I'll be the last man settin off lyrical stamina
I'll round up 100 MC's in one city
Knock off ninety-nine and a half
That leaves a half one to face me
And leave him face down in t
