Cell - Little Lion - Bullies Pt. 2 lyrics

(Intro Chorus) They run the 'Ville', that's what they told me (Really? What did you do?) Spit in their face and say "b**h, show me" But they don't wanna f**..... (Skip the chorus for now, I'm going in) (Verse 1: Cell) Them n***as scared, n***a we got 'em scared We dared them to reply and they couldn't say a word Always on my video blogging their comments They don't wanna step in the ring, so they stay on the fence - but in their defense: they never stood a chance, so it only made sense If BPM's the best, then no one else is alive We spitted in their face, and ain't nobody replied Oh my.. these n***as must be losing their vision Taking over the town was like a smooth transition, yeah "Arm out the window, through the city I maneuver slow co*k back, snap back, see my cut through the holes.." That was word to the Jigga man They retreat, I didn't even have to pull a trigger man Damn! Look at us homie, we winning Ain't ready for the chorus, b**h I'm only beginning Hey! Bruce! Your lyrics and your flow is where the proof is The only thing you came up with was a bunch of excuses: ("Bullies' was whack. The recording wasn't perfect Why'd you put the lyrics on the screen, my ears' working") He's popping off from the mouth like he got more clips Man, he talks so much, you figured he got four lips- Lil' b**h And now we know for sure they were bluffing We say we run the 'Ville' and ain't nobody say nothing (Chorus) They run the 'Ville', that's what they told me (Really? What did you do?) Spit in their face and say "b**h, show me" But they don't wanna f** with me All they do is talk, so we call them Britney (Verse 2: Cell) I'm hot boy, I told you I'm hot boy I'm the crude combination of Biggie and Pac boy Mixed with Lauryn, Em, and Jigga the Roc Boy We the bullies that'll come and take over your block boy We be k**ing 'em with singing and bars The Lions run Mandeville, the city is ours Blu Rok sent threats, they dont know what we're about They warn us not to ever call their names out of our mouths (What?) Blu Rok, Blu Rok, Blu Rok! Why you think you that special? Blu Rok, Blu Rok! VinDon you shoulda think twice before you start yapping Can someone tell me when did The Smurfs start rapping? There ain't no f**ing with us- no lyrical intercourse No remorse on the mic when I reign down the holocaust The Lions look around for competition, there's none Man, I'm wasting my time on these cowards, I'm done Cranick! (Cranick) We took over the game with ease My flows leave the mic minus 100 degrees, BPM freeze *hicups* Excuse me, my flows got the hiccup All you n***as is p**y, and still can't get my dick up You watch my flows, then blog, then quit All you n***as sensitive like my girl's clit I'm f**ing beats up like p**y that's warm If I wanted to battle b**hes, I woulda call up your moms (Chorus) They run the 'Ville', that's what they told me (Really? What did you do?) Spit in their face and say "b**h, show me" But they don't wanna f** with me All they do is talk, so we call them Britney