Cant Leave Rap Alone
Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 2:27 pm
http://www.illestlyrics.com/board/life- ... ml#p121743
This is my pen n this is my mic,
ayo this is my life, its my mission my fight
i kick it, rip it n flip it, when i spit it im nice
i murk these jerks ull never hurt me its the truth
im raw n delerious, its eddie murphy in the booth
they some sore losers, and they already been fucked
ima knock off ya jaw now try to keep ya chin up
im runnin and gunnin, comin for every last possesion
so grab ya weapons or u best to ask for blessins
cuz if not urine trouble except no tract infection
take on ya whole crew n bet im still whippin some ass
ill leave em all smoked like an empty cigarette pack
i got permission to smack, any kid spiittin his rap
if he never lived it or did it its more fiction than fact
but its a waste yall wack, after ya face all scratched
ill make u run them diamonds like some baseball laps
an ace in this place, im releasin this hard shit
no pace in this race, u breath n u lost it
fags findin christmas presents so deep in the closet
but no Xs and Os, im the best wit my flows
when im flex my aggression its like a weapon exposed
damn i need a microscope just to check on these hoes
offendin me please, ill make a mess of my foes
they gotta jump straight up just to step on my toes
dismiss em holy shit you still livin u lucky
i feel like moby dick n im swimmin wit guppies
theyre all the same, just anotha fake hustla
the state of hip hop? im the muthafuckin governor
theyre shit is garbage, i bring voilence thats clear
you comin wit a worse record than the lions last year
bitch ur a fake n an actor its a waste to come at ya
ill just throw a g on ya head like u playd for the packers
This is my pen n this is my mic,
ayo this is my life, its my mission my fight
i kick it, rip it n flip it, when i spit it im nice
i murk these jerks ull never hurt me its the truth
im raw n delerious, its eddie murphy in the booth
they some sore losers, and they already been fucked
ima knock off ya jaw now try to keep ya chin up
im runnin and gunnin, comin for every last possesion
so grab ya weapons or u best to ask for blessins
cuz if not urine trouble except no tract infection
take on ya whole crew n bet im still whippin some ass
ill leave em all smoked like an empty cigarette pack
i got permission to smack, any kid spiittin his rap
if he never lived it or did it its more fiction than fact
but its a waste yall wack, after ya face all scratched
ill make u run them diamonds like some baseball laps
an ace in this place, im releasin this hard shit
no pace in this race, u breath n u lost it
fags findin christmas presents so deep in the closet
but no Xs and Os, im the best wit my flows
when im flex my aggression its like a weapon exposed
damn i need a microscope just to check on these hoes
offendin me please, ill make a mess of my foes
they gotta jump straight up just to step on my toes
dismiss em holy shit you still livin u lucky
i feel like moby dick n im swimmin wit guppies
theyre all the same, just anotha fake hustla
the state of hip hop? im the muthafuckin governor
theyre shit is garbage, i bring voilence thats clear
you comin wit a worse record than the lions last year
bitch ur a fake n an actor its a waste to come at ya
ill just throw a g on ya head like u playd for the packers