Any Rapper...

Lyrics

[Intro] There is it Uh, yeah Uh, uh Yeah (Instead of talkin' all that bull) Uh, uh (Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped) Yeah (Instead of talkin' all that bull) Uh, uh (Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped) Yeah [Verse 1] I swoop down like the Nike symbol, nimble Like Jack be on an MC, sucker motherfucker See Doloris tuckin' for cover, from the real shit I defecate I concentrate, you constipate You can't quite get your shit off So I'ma hit you off with the lesson, I bought a mic lesson You persist to clock me like a Radar Gun So then, you can see how fast I bust your ass when I'm rappin' (Woo) My lines'll put you like a vexed Diesel nigga But you don't see them comin', 'cause you lookin' for the trigger Rhyme contents with the murder results 'Cause that's sellin' along with the plain story stellin' Just flow, that's all you need to do to be true, indeed Peace to Ran Reed and my nigga Slice And Nick Wiz gettin' biz on the SP Plus the S-950, all of your machinery, what [Chorus] Instead of talkin' all that bull... Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped Instead of talkin' all that bull... Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped Instead of talkin' all that bull... Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped Instead of talkin' all that bull... Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped [Verse 2] My records are loud, 'cause I'm a Cella Dwellin' underground head With the Mobb that's Deep that keeps rockin' a mic stands And rap fans everywhere I travel like Wu-Tang Niggas wanna hang like bats but cats are pussy Like Sylvester, them better break out before things get ugly Like Esther from the Sanford [?] show I'm serious biz, they can't see Emskee But nobodies can't beat the wiz They can fuck with a price, but I'm nice like manners on a track Comin' exact and right, keepin' it tight and on point Like the Mecca security, I'm kickin' out the bad ass shit lyrically There's no need for the violence or the concrete drills Of threats that I'm hearin' on these niggas' cassettes In this hip-hop, it's all about the skills and rhymes I'm makin' joints hot, it's time to make the donuts [Chorus] Instead of talkin' all that bull... Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped Instead of talkin' all that bull... Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped Instead of talkin' all that bull... Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped Instead of talkin' all that bull... Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped (Come on) [Verse 3] I grab attention and I hold it for hostage Until I'm done rockin' the set and then jet Forget about the other MC's, just saw or will see Watch the one bringin' heat to the fat beats (Who dat, who dat?) The one with the eyeglasses and gold teeth That's me, layin' back on the low key I'm a native of a placed called creative And I manifest rhymes that proceed their times (True, true) But brothers don't dig my vibe, I'm not violent Or hoody, and goodie ain't in my two shoes I flow like ovulation, my style's a bitch I'm wicked when I kick it and I'm gonna be rich, gettin' busy [Chorus] Instead of talkin' all that bull... Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped Instead of talkin' all that bull... Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped Instead of talkin' all that bull... Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped Instead of talkin' all that bull... Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped Instead of talkin' all that bull... Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped Instead of talkin' all that bull... ...Get dropped Instead of talkin' all that bull... Any rapper ain't my pal, will only get dropped Instead of talkin' all that bull... Any rapper ain't my pal...