Bugseed - Ric Flair lyrics

[Intro - Ric Flair] You're talking about the elite You're talking about the box-office babies The Four Horsemen, we put people in seats You know why!? Come here Tony. You know why?! Because when we walk in here Tony Schiavone There's always 10,12, sometimes 15,000 people You know why??! Because we got these! This is what the sport's all about! [Verse 1] The realest n***a from the jump Kriss Kross my words leaving rappers in a slump Mommy birthed a villain sinister on the Sennheiser Nasty over these kicks snares and synthesizers Who'd a thought? This lil n***a had the juice Supplying energy with these raps to the youth Came onto the scene got you worried for your spot Got you n***as driving slow when I approach the parking lot Wanna get a glimpse of how the young boy livin' Thotties wanna give the boy nose like Pippen Boy I been scraping from the bottom on some ladle sh** Now I'm on b**hes dancing naked on my table sh** (Ha) What a difference a night makes, for God's sake Been buzzin for a while are you aaaawake Flows been sick since the embryo Ultrasounds from a young n***a from the Go Listen to me [Hook] Feelin' like Ric Flair You hear that theme music get the f** out out your chair Chops to the chest figure four to the game Since I put it on lock sh** ain't never been the same You hear em' screamin' Got me feelin' like Ric Styling on you n***as profiling just like a pic Limousines await the kid right outside the Lear When I pull inside the venue watch how all the people cheer You hear em' screamin' [Verse 2] Catch me creepin thru your city Usher to these freaks keep a couple Chillis with me Always keep a dime even if it's two nickels Even then I know they down to come and lick this pickle Laughing at that last line like damn that n***a crazy He so Chi city like Peter Francis Geraci Remember when I started 16s would be the lightest That was then now every word I rhyme feel like I'm Midas Running tracks, found the wings to my soul word up Adidas n***as tootsie rolling, lukewarm, I'm straight Godiva Flyer city slicker, scrape n***as like older city stickers Coochie flicker, bust my Snicker then pa** her to my n***a Fire flyer, pressed clean so don't compare attire Rap messiah, consecrate the booth with my saliva If money is the motive buckle down and hit a lick You ate her out but didn't stick, definitions of a b**h (And I'm) [Hook] 2x