Freestyle

Duration

1:18

Genres

Hip-Hop

Lyrics

So if ya cant walk the walk, don’t talk the talk I swoop down on the rhymes like a hungry hawk Keep talkin that shit and I’ll spilt ya dome Smack that shit up and send ya home, like ohm I’m spittin serious flows, you stumblin on ya rhymes Step up to me on the mic, its just a matter a time ‘fore you slip on ya tongue and throw a brunt line I’m iller then influenze, sick like the flu I spread quicker then AIDS, in a strip club, at the venue My swags bustin the roof, I’m rappin truth Hip hop aint dead, its just stuck in my head Up in the head, I want it to spread Some things are better left unsaid That’s what my haters pled Imma leave you here cause you brain dead And ya rhymes is broke I wanna rearrange ya face like a kaleidoscope, its dope Like that weed, getting money every week I’m doin, manual labor for that paper Just so I can pay her I gotta leave ya here, I can’t take no more I know ya wanna just wanna hear my rhymes roar, But if I don’t step now, it’ll turn to gore Ya came to battle me? Better wear a vest Cause ya can’t spit lines with a slug in ya chest