C-Rayz Walz - C-Rayz Walz (Verses vs Beats) lyrics

[Intro: C-Rayz Walz] Blowout. Stronghold 5, Cardiño Reyes. You still walking the surface. Watch this. True confessions [Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] I can't lie and I can't complain I'm the brother that make you head in the left lane of a airplane And if I'm broke, I might snatch your bike chain Then my head becomes a pool table and I rack my brain I was there when Abel's brother k**ed him—I'm co-Cain/c**aine Uplifting Down syndrome, supporting Rogaine I don't give a f**. I don't care, dukes Plus I'm going bald—I'm not trying to hair/hear you When I was broke, I was dope and borrowing Went to my mom's house, stole soy sauce and margarine When the condom broke, I still stuck my dick in Too much precum—I caught myself slipping Get at me, dawg. I'm taking flicks with Cool Joe True confessions: I stole laptops from pseudo Stole from the system when I got false beatings Been fighting injustice since I was breastfeeding When my mother abused me, I raped her pocketbook Snatched all the paper, never stopped to look If it was her last, she was the first to know I just took it. Later on, she would take it personal When you say, “Freestyle,” I reply, “What about it?” ‘Cause I come off the top like hats that don't match my outfit When I flow, I glow, change the whole scenario Emcees look stupid like Rakim in a Master P video Peace to the seven, brethren. I was born in Heaven Married to the game—Uncle Ben threw rice at the wedding Like a used condom, you really shouldn't f** with me Advice from Daffy and Howard: Duck quickly Before this, we was cool. Right now, I hate you So like Drago in Rocky IV, “I must break you” Your face is stupid—why you looking at me smart? A bad ending. I must have got off to a good start The only sh** you'll drop is in your pants, buddy But you forgot your Pampers, your Luvs, and your Huggies You'd rather walk through Brooklyn with a sign on your shirt That says, “Bug me. I don't give a f**. Everyone's bu*t”