Key: C minor
Verse 1
Listen up now!
See I tried to remedy the situation
But now hip -hop's in the state of a 9 -1 -1
So it looks like we have to go
non -fictive fellas
No revolution can't man up!
Burn through the ground!
Take a few of them facts, full attack
Do your best, fall back,
make a word, rip tracks
Big risk, break bricks
That propane piff won't pass your clips
Break bars and I check and charge
And I flex your flaws and I slip and dodge
Trick trade, don't trick this way
That lip don't pay back, that spit blade
Rip limbs and I break your blend
And I'm cut like gems
and I'm potent with a pen
One mic and the flow that I fight
Don't match my mic
cause you're me in the end
Run wrong and you're facing the friction
Fit for the ripping, dice your diction
Who hear me?
Don't dare me
Spit with theory, split like Philly
Get that deck
Grab my breath for the next mic check
Bank on me, boy, place that bet
See me stress, I beat your threats
I'll meet your best,
won't break, no sweat
You fall back and the floor fall flat
Read my lips, this cat is a rat
But I'm ready for more, more, come back
Go hard, fall back
And I beat them balls and torch your track
Go hard, fall back
And I beat that beast, Tack
Go hard, fall back
And I break for a breath
and I come right back
Go hard, fall back
And I bring that sick flow
from Kiss Tick Block
Go hard, fall back
And I beat them balls and I torch your track
Go hard, fall back, and I'll be that beast,
I'll leash the tag
Go hard, fall back, and I'll break for a gruff,
and I come right back
Go hard, fall back,
and I'll bring that sick flow,
flip this tick block
Ladies, lyrics lock and load,
loot, loot my flow, these lines unfold
C
Am
C
Am
Battle mode, I blow these bowls,
and trip that ground,
that flow, progress to a game, I'm down
Full force and I force that hand
and I got that heat, dig deep in the glands
Too much, oh, don't tie it up,
that talk ain't tough,
sound more like puff
Take that and I take that back in the flow,
gift wrapping a dope red pack
Pushed out and I hit top floor
and I closed them doors,
I'm the new landlord
Put him out and the punk on pout
and he pay another punk,
he a chump for the clout
Run away and I run to the burbs,
high class words, beat to the curb
MC's beat y 'all in a breeze,
bucket flows and I bob and I weave
I'm quick and I slip through lines,
pop back up at the drop of a dime
It's on for the final attack
and a rush to the front
with a flag in a bag
That bully bought them bars,
alter ego now in charge
That boof been burnt to the bone,
left my mark in the heart of your home
That bee in the brick and the mud,
lost in the flurry, the flood gon' flood
Go hard, fall back and I beat them bars
and torch your track
Go hard, fall back and I beat that beast,
Tack
Go hard, fall back, and I break fall breath
and I come right back
Go hard, fall back,
and I break that sick flow,
flip this tick block
Go hard, fall back, and I beat them balls
and I torch a track
Go hard, fall back,
and I beat that beast,
I unleash an attack
Go hard, fall back, and I break fall breath
and I come right back
Go hard, fall back,
and I break that sick flow,
flip this tick block
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