Live Off the Top

Lyrics

[Intro: Craig G] In the land of MCs where many are dope, only a few can rhyme off the top of their head and say what comes to mind. And today we`re gonna witness that here Yeah, come on, check it out.This is Craig G, the year is 1990. A brand new decade for new rappers to come up with their thing, you know what i`m saying? Got my man DJ Clash behind a board. Now my man Marley is somewhere on this planet and we`ve got this new album that`s called Now That`s More Like It, you know what i`m saying? So i`mma rhyme off the top of my hеad so I could hype it [1 Verse] I`ve got flow in my mind and in my system Rappеrs step to close, you mad i`m gonna diss them Leave them all dead, eyes bloodshed, bloodshot Cause I got a microphone to rock This is my spot, my spot in the limelight And, yo, I can rhyme, right? So let me get my time in flight Because, yo, I just might Pick up a microphone and give a rapper a hike Cause I don`t like to fight, I like to flow One on one, toe to toe, blow for blow Now let`s compare shows Let`s see so makes the crowd scream: «Ho» My name is Craig G imma real rap pro I will steal your show and continue to flow Cause I don`t need a rapper to run up and challenge a Grand white, green, purple blue black a lavender It don`t matter the color I can even battle your mother (ha!) I know it`s funny Cause I make money Never give my microphone cause rappers never knew I can kick up the mic and leave you coughing like a flu, true My time is due, five years on the mic and not no one has a clue Who is I and who I am I know it sounded kinda ignorant but you can say: "Damn" I`m gotta flam off the top Don`t need for wicked rhymes cause the rhymes I see right now rock Give me a show So I could grab the microphone and go solo Yo, you wanna fight? Then let`s step outside I will stick this mic in your eye And leave you bleeding with a cement shoe on In the river, cooking you like a crouton Throw you in my salad Hit you like a mallet Over the head I wonder if he`s dead? Let`s me check Nah, what the heck? I guess, I will break his neck And slit his wrist, put him in check You know how that goes MC Craig G is like a real rap pro Any kind of mic, a cordless mic, a mic with a wire I will set a stage on fire No need for dancers, although I even got two Rappers try to front cause the microphone in shot [DJ reigns on a 212 tex]??? Hit the microphone up and gain respect My name is MC Craig G, see You know you can`t fuck with me I`ve got the microphone in my socket And i`m gonna rock it Pick up a mic and then drop it Just like a load of laundry How many rappers try to con you? They can`t deal, don`t even-even got the skill I grab the mic and give the rappers the bills I`m kind of slippery just like an eel Damn, I got skill, don`t i? I pick up the mic and get hype type fly You can never deal cause you know you never try Me, in a contest to prove who`s best Because i`m way-way better than the rest MC Craig G is a dope MC And I smooth out the rough spots Untie the tough knots And no matter how hard you try You won`t get props, that`s word Oh, and by the way, i`m outta here, peace