Bishop Lamont - Toe Tag (I'm A Warrior) lyrics

[Verse One] I'm here to get mine and I might take yours I'm on the grizzind, ain't no time for them who*es Mike Jack Thriller k**er, pop up through the floors Strike Back, k**er realer than Star Wars Jedi Mind Trick the way that I rhyme sick Got rap choked up, yes it's time for the Heimlich Bionic, psychotic, Ghangis Khan combined Blame God, moms and pops, homie they designed it Then Dre signed it Criminal minded [?] the Feds won't find it I'm only gonna say it once, you gon' have to rewind it Put it on repeat so you can be reminded It's so easy, believe me it's immediately Repeatedly get you wet With that tec so watch yo' step or get wrapped up like Imhotep 'Nuff said [Hook] {x2} I'm warning ya Play for keeps on the streets I'm a warrior Won't cease till you're deceased Call the coroner Cause you lying on your back Medics can't bring you back, flat line toe tag [Verse Two] Peace is just a pause between wars So how am I gon' sleep, keep the heat tucked in my drawers? Sweep you off your feet, deceased, extinct like dinosaurs Playing with a Ouija board, listening to The Doors Trying to break through to the other side Contact Jack The Ripper, okay let's ride Sip some Absinthe then commit a homicide With a knife a good length to slip yo' side From Cali to the Big Apple, one big white chapel Leave some beef between my teeth like White Castle No ha**le I'll wash you down with a Big Gulp Don't look now we got a new problem at Interscope Nope There ain't nothing that can fix that Day light savings, pushing rappers sh** back Cause why waste time when you can't rhyme? And there's a billion better rappers that deserve to get signed [Hook] [Verse Three] [?] same ole' beat, same number Same hunger, no slumber Hotter than Hell in the summer No wonder the dead from the grave keep raising b**h I'm hot, keep the underground blazing Boiling point, I'm melting the street Human Torch, you get forced, I can't be beat Jealous haters talking, better watch how they speak I'll blow your chest out with shells, taco meat Before and after life there's only Aftermath Is there life after d**h? You won't have to ask You losing so far behind you after last I'm always first, I'm only after cash Or after a** I have to laugh This grown man music you Baby Bash I'm what it is you what it was, motherf**er you ain't raw In the streets I'm Leather Face, I got a buzz like a chainsaw [Hook]