Butta Verses - Rock Mics lyrics

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Butta Verses - Rock Mics lyrics

[Scratch Hook]: "Cool, cause I don't get upset I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug then I jet" - Eric B. & Rakim 'Microphone Fiend' "s**a I rock mics" - O.C. 'Constables' "Cool, cause I don't get upset I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug then I jet" - Eric B. & Rakim 'Microphone Fiend' "Feel the beat...mmmm, drop" - Beastie Boys 'The New Style' "Time to get live" - Onyx 'Throw Ya Gunz' [Verse One] [Joell Ortiz]: First things first, ya'll not f**in' with me I'm so far from a s**a MC From off stage I spot the b**h that'll s** a MC Finish the show and grab that ho like, "You comin' with me." The name's Joe, E double L O.R.T An I.Z with an I.Z. you can find me on a Brooklyn block Hand on my crotch, cannon co*ked, I ain't shook to pop You n***as is a son of a son, I'll mush your pops Where I'm from, we don't pay off them crooked cops We throw shots, really turn 'em into crooked cops We pioneer back blocks with crack rocks stashed in that sock Not that sock, that sock's cash I snatch gwap Rap hot, my mascot barks .44 Bulldog, your a** not walk again They say when it rains it pours My life real, it never even drizzled in yours [Scratch Hook] [Verse Two] [bu*ta Verses]: Next thing's next, f** rhymin' man, sign them checks I got goals, way behind in debt, time to tick Get ghost, I don't just want bread I want toast with the jam on it (Nucleus joints) Get jam on it You're foul I'mma And1 it, wild like a pandemic Spread it and music or mankind get it The lames can't follow anywhere I'm headed I'm right there, wrong regret it, I'm bullheaded I beeped your fiancee, nah, there's no wedding Just a Dear John letter like I had to do better I do it up right, cool, don't like to get uptight But somethin' might pop, make the right guy drop For the boys for the birds for the block this is what's what This is what set it off, this is that hut hut Fire off the line, my entire design Just playin' five years, retire, I'm fine That's right I'm so... [Scratch Hook] [Verse Three] [bu*ta Verses] Mic trip off The haters, make 'em pull back the boat On a Colt, fire that off, you feel the jolt Take quotes from something I spoke, I glow and I gloat Behind the times, enemy lines, they catch a catapult They ain't made they a myth I bet I, treat 'em like a Jedi Youngling I'm a Sith and they weak then the shield lifts Still a little stiff Tell 'em stretch it out, you dealin' with your destiny now Uh huh [Scratch Hook]

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