Bemshima - They Aint Ready lyrics

[Verse 1] (Nazskilz) Listen I stay scripting 16s that'll blaze writtens that'll amaze Spitting with that insane sick scheme The blade gripping I could have ur face missing if u ever try to face me, see I'm in a race Only thing I chase is green Life's a b**h but with her I'm trying to make history Hope you got the sk** to pace with me Cos my joints are off the chain like run away slave victims Spitting raw razors to scar facials This bar raiser could spar Satan and Darth Vader Hip hop Savior.. Illest narrator With a cascade of verses that be f**ing up the landscape Aiming for a bigger fan base Without dumbing it down for the listeners y'all don't get the plan wait.. This ain't ur regular jam brace yourself for the spectacular man We gon be making more waves than a cellular can [Hook] (Ashraph) When the dough is up we gon get it See the flow is hot, the bars heavy I ain't known to flop, the problem is All o' y'all mahf**as are not ready - x 2 [Verse 2] (Nazskilz) Ready or not, the machete I brought Spitting that deadly melody that be scary as f** Mind is sharp enough to steady a thought So every word that I swing will put your head in a box And if I spaz I could bridge the gap And battle rap another cat from a different time Lyrics is packed to diminish wacks Every line is fit to attack never finish last when we rhyme I never leave my mic exposed To achieve this state of mind it could take light years though The dark sk**s I use to write will make your nightmares show You think you tight, let's flow I'll rip through your fake style if I strike a pose Never lacking in focus the plan is in low key They laughing and boasting that I won't be stacking the dough still But I'm certain to blow see we gon be living lavish and toasting Cos every track I'm rapping is packing explosives [Hook] [Verse 3] (Ashraph) The weather changing, imposing better faces You see a take over by folks who's ever blazing I rose from way below, where home is next to Satan's I solely wrecked my patience They ain't even ready for this The flow charge would get you shocked as I prepare to unleash A force field to show the n***a ain't a regular being Alota thangs I can do on bars Sick plays and punchlines, forget this, I do the worst It's Ash you been looking for I keep the studio warm with hard tracks in a groovy form I'm likened to a thug, came with bangs for your coolest bucks! You getting served by my rounds of sickness Got your chic on the ground tryna hound my big stick She on my nut case, Getting down to business.. You about ur weak sh** And I ain't gon be taking a chill It's my period for waves, let the crowd and the radio sing [Hook]