pointproven214
i speak facts not emotions
I'm a motherfukkin star, I don't battle no mo'
I provide the the gun clappin around of applause after ya show
We can go toe to toe cuz they calling you hot
Steppin around all ya punches like, "That's all you got?"
Everyday I'm meetin somebody and all of they peeps
Quick to shake a nikka's hand and show me all of they teeth
And these bytches I be pattin they asses
They be all dumb and googly-eyed lookin at me, battin they lashes
Rappers think Detroit nikkaz not as down as them
Or since I'm down with Slim that I sound like him
Quick to judge me and tell me that my hook might sell
And say fakkit shyt to me like I look like L
My advice quit talking it's over
I was knockin nikkaz out when you was knockin sticks offa they shoulders
I got dirt done in my past, I know y'all sweat
I got regrets older than some of you so called vets
nikkaz say I found God with the flow
Bring the police to the studio and bring the bomb squad to the show
Ain't a nikka touching mines
When you listen to my shyt - you don't chew, you don't breathe,
you'll miss a fukking line
Every time I spit, I tick to show you it's hot
Leave me in the deck too long I blow up your box
Boom! *explosion*
I provide the the gun clappin around of applause after ya show
We can go toe to toe cuz they calling you hot
Steppin around all ya punches like, "That's all you got?"
Everyday I'm meetin somebody and all of they peeps
Quick to shake a nikka's hand and show me all of they teeth
And these bytches I be pattin they asses
They be all dumb and googly-eyed lookin at me, battin they lashes
Rappers think Detroit nikkaz not as down as them
Or since I'm down with Slim that I sound like him
Quick to judge me and tell me that my hook might sell
And say fakkit shyt to me like I look like L
My advice quit talking it's over
I was knockin nikkaz out when you was knockin sticks offa they shoulders
I got dirt done in my past, I know y'all sweat
I got regrets older than some of you so called vets
nikkaz say I found God with the flow
Bring the police to the studio and bring the bomb squad to the show
Ain't a nikka touching mines
When you listen to my shyt - you don't chew, you don't breathe,
you'll miss a fukking line
Every time I spit, I tick to show you it's hot
Leave me in the deck too long I blow up your box
Boom! *explosion*