On Some G Shit

I murder a rhyme, one word at a time You never heard of a mind as perverted as mine You better, return with a 9 and stir up a crime I'm clever burnin' with lines, I'm a third of a kind First Pac, then Em, Then my turn in the line I'm a young version of a Howard Stern in his prime Take some deep shit, then let it stir in your mind On some G shit, can't nobody take my spot I'm the deepest, that's why I can't wait to drop For any reason, if you think I ain't that hot I say ish bitch, honestly I can't be stopped We can battle for respect, In a vacant lot Or we can battle for your check, folk, chain and watch Listen, spittin' hard shit, gets exhaustin' So niggas ice blew me till they get a crossed it You carrying dead weight, like you liftin' coffins I piss you off with, the shit I'm talkin' I'm quick to cough it, like this piff I'm sparkin' And if you think you sick in the booth, then step up Cause I'll break you off down to your roots, like QuestLove, get it? Then Black Thought, no time for back talk I'll crack y'all glass jaw, leave you on the asphalt That's Charles, grab Paul, stack tall, blast off Cats talkin' use a flame like survivor cast offs So strange, was most lames with gold chains Get a deal spend it on gold rings, and rope chains A bunch of no names, but all these niggas got they head in the clouds Guess you could call it soul-plane, heh You can only see yourself, I bet you nigga You wouldn't believe yourself, you're not a gangsta You're more like Fantasia, the truth is you got a baby mama You ain't free yourself, listen You a slave to a page in my rhyme book You give me shade, then you may get your mind shook My niggas pump haze, E, weight and diesel We can get it for cheap, like fake Adidas You give 'em a sample they flip, then cop three If You, give me a sample, I'll flip a hot beat Nah, I don't need an instrumental Cause I'm nice wax on, or wax off, like Mr. Miyagi Biatch please, go ahead shine away You'll really be a bad boy, when I take your shine away So undalay, and if shit gets too reckless I'll pop up on your window, like an instant message Shit, 40 cal used the Miyagi line So I'll just stick to screamin' on niggas, like Bobby Knight See you roll with a gang of birds, like Diplomat tour But you never see em' bust, like Cinemax porn My word is hot, my pen is on trail right now Cause I murder ink, like Irv and Ja And a lot of niggas wanna get rich or die tryin' 'Till the drama come, then they get bitched, and try dying And there's nothin' you can say that can stop me Cause you the type to get caught Snitch on your team, like Jason Giambi You think cause I stay to myself That niggas lame, like a spinna chain Cause you playin' yourself And, I don't need an Eight on my belt A 38 on my shelf, I be that nigga with a blade on my belt You can't trust niggas nowadays Cause like Paul Wall When they get tight, they start sittin' sideways And I don't trust old niggas, believe me they will get it Like Mike Jones, even back then, they was still trippin' So I write my ILL writtens, knowin' that my real niggas Will hit em', Still Smith and Wesson Guaranteed to Will Smith 'em Turn him into a Man In Black The Man is back, nigga's can't handle that You see, I do what it does with this musical stuff I can play keys, make beats, AND I rap Lyrically, I done killed a lot of guys If you even dream of beating me, better wake up, and apologize Won't stop till I blow up, my name will ring bells From the Apollo to Russia, like Rocky Balboa On Some G Shit