Unda Presha

Somebody get the God Kane, I know he'll back you up Kick a rhyme spectacular, think the nigga think he Blacula I seen somebody trying to get him with sunlight Somehow it wasn't done right, then he just laced him with one bite Go for the jugular vein, that's my new thing How did he do it with two fangs, think they were gold like Wu-Tang Your luck has been changed, you're left strucken with pain Well good for your ass kid, that's what you get for fucking with Kane See, I creep on MCs like po' nine and take rhymes the whole nine To dig in you rappers like a coalmine Now look what I dug me, somebody better turn me off or try to unplug me Ooh it's starting to get ugly Don't miss this, hold on with a clenched fist As I tongue the microphone down just like a french kiss Relentless with lyrics that be brutal, hip-hop I stay true to Put it on you like voodoo Chorus Unda presha, niggas unfold and felt the heat Possessed with the Brooklyn techniques we freak Ayyo Kane, hit us off with that shit one time They can't believe it, infatuated hardcore rhymes When you digging out your girl from behind, you're gonna find The reason that her eyes are closed, Black Caesar's on her mind Your royal smoothness, honeys out there know how it goes Even cabesa de pollos that habla Espanol Dig this now, run for your life to get away but none do Even if you escape just tell me who can you run to Test the stupendous, tell me what was you to gain Internal bleeding due to Kane Boom bow bow, ooh the pain Nobody's equal, keep it lethal and diesel, to see to the people And reach your cerebral cause that's how we do The pain gets inflicted, fake MCs get evicted Face it, truth of the matter is just that I'm too hard to get with Since days of Pro Keds, I shined over mad heads, roll up on you like the feds Rip your whole set to shreds A crash or a wreck, because I mash for respect Only thing I want to know now is, is this cash or a check? Chorus Ain't no question, I'm suffering a bad case of lyrical congestion Not the one for testing Come mess with and end up with your chest split No not because of cardiac, but because how hard he act I'm recognized as the microphone destroyer Competition minds up in the state of paranoia I said if you're scared get a dog So by tomorrow you'll probably see twenty rappers walking with Rottweilers Your gimmick is primitive and impotent You won't win with it so limit it Before I make your body start to hemorrhage Just when you thought that you was burning me You found yourself bleeding internally Now you heads is learning see I stay in there sincere You commence prayer, your heart begins fear cause there ain't no wins here Huh never kid, even with leverage I can rock your headpiece worse than the wop ever did I damage a amateur with a lack of stamina Petty grammar will leave you for the medical examiner You come talking about some stay real I have you hitting high notes like Curtis cause of pain that you may feel So many tried to infiltrate but couldn't penetrate Now they disintegrate as money generate From who? The living legend, true indeed, hip hop veteran Whipass is probably out there but I swear I never met him Give me mine