Punch bachelors so I can say I have hit singles I mix-mingle, try to lead fellow musicians But I'm driven by the competition then I start to dissin' I
this beat is banging. I can?t believe it, I can?t believe i-it. [Chorus] (Hey) Check It Out (x10) (Yeah yeah, I?m feeling it now-ow) Check It Out (x3
like they throwin up the diamond. (ITS THE ROCK) You on a flight, I be bakin on islands. Mami, your accent sound faker than Dylan. MURDER THEM, MURDER THEM. Fuck a competition
2] I got a case of vocal fever, I'm here to make you a believer Nas wrecks the tweeters and recievers Lyrics will explode, my brain overloads Gimme a Grammy competition
t come close to? Some of ya'll Want to talk like hoes Worse than bitches And when ya'll niggas see me blow Bet it hurt like stitches No competition I
you on the table with a plastic cup Say grace, then eat ya ass up Y'all just rookies, virgins, and nookies Not my competition you skip or play hookie
is my goal With my unstoppable crew takin' all control You can't get none of this, we're runnin' this Well taker, earth shaker, 3 point gunnin' this Get
nipple jugs, full grown werewolf No yorkie, eat beef, chicken, no porky In front of the class, eyeglass nerd dorky [Hook] [Verse 3: Earl] Got these
the t the e Me, and if you see the Rock, I'm sure you'll see Me (Hey Lyte, what will you be doin?) Kickin it, bashin down competition And when I drop
matter, when you're dissed, you're dissed The party's not over, it's just beginning Because Lyte is winning (What are you winning?) Any battle in any competition
think I need a soundcheck Hit me with a sample Yeah, now what about that dope stuff? Alright, now give me a 808 Now let the beat roll.. [ VERSE 1 ] Any competition
goes for my niggas who gets no bigger Sweat on your forehead, let's see who pull quicker Chorus: Yeah, murder dem. Murder dem. In a, competition me
trizick take a taste of fire Restin' in the cloudy sky, till I die Lil Fly is down With some pimpin' psycho sound, creme of crop the top I found Competition
sounding Wishin'... wishy-washy competition Definitely wack and lackin' any stable ammunition Change your mission Men and listen My way, your salutations Get no validations Just rejections and ejections Outta my Hitachi (Slim Kid 3
for the kids to sweat you Or a, beat from Kanye so fans'll respect you" I thought about his proposition, then explained how there's many other ways I Can dominate the competition
! (OUT YOUR SEAT!) From our west coast instructor - Crooked I (Crooked I ...) [Verse 2 - Crooked I] My killer Daytons can keep me crushin the competition
a chick on the road because everybody knows I'm a naughty naughty naughty, boy boy boy When I'm in aussie aussie aussie, oy oy oy Muevete [Chorus] [Verse 3
Budweiser you an apetizer Flowin off yellin with a passion Blastin no time to ration Ever lastin cashin a vast stash colda then aspen askin' Where the real mc's at Were the competition