EdotNigma - S.O.S. (Some Other sh**) lyrics

[Hook] I'm on some other sh** Yeah, me too? I'm on some other sh** Yeah, me too I'm on some other sh** Yeah, me too? I'm on some other sh** Yeah, me too - [E.Nigma] Verse 1 Yo Yo My bars is hard Hit 'em with that Charizard, that fire spin Demolish gods, against me try again, Lyric leviathan Drinking like the fighting irishmen; My frightening writing pen Is lightning striking hooks from Mike Tyson, force from his fighting hand Winter spitter, grinding in my denim; Find a n***a living Iller than that West Nile, cut from different textile Get so high that I can see a jet smile For exile, thats what the E. for I act a Eeyore, I'm packing c-4 In every bar; Like the hood in the engine of every car Birds on my shoulder, how very Jafar On another station? What is you deaf? Why am I treble like clef? Oh you a fool g (fugee). Ain't wrapped to tight, but I rap like Kool G Must be the 1st of April, you nice? Could've fooled me Don't mess with them white girls, never puff on the loosie It's Mary faithfully, cigar occasionally My b**h get drunk enough then she go gay for me Afterwards make a plate for me, wise Fly high with what I bring to the wing Stone Cold on that '96 King of the Ring Bottom line, keep it making cents, Never drop a dime Sweetest pine in my Monday Night whiskey bottle rhymes Always doing what I does and boy I never stop trying Reaching close to the sun and boy I never stop flying Planting the dope, like a crooked cop, look and watch Tick tock, bout to explode all over Hip Hop [Hook] Some other sh** Yeah, me too? I'm on some other sh** Yeah, me too I'm on some other sh** Yeah, me too? I'm on some other sh** Yeah, me too Yo yo - [E.Nigma] Verse 2 Yo yo check it out It's Buddah Diamonds back in the flesh I'll ghost ya Ferrari, I'm heating up, can't nobody test the roaster I'll effin smoke ya, Sippin mimosas with my nubian reina Money machine sounding sweeter, As we sit back as laugh like hyenas I'm all about business and enterprising the signs of That dollar, bind my guys to franchies, and widening their horizons Cold (coal) like miners and serve em 24/7 like diners Any rappers I send em backwards, like them chair recliners Scott Steiner, Nig Poppa pumping that dope for Scholars bout them dollars and quests for chances to know more My story's based on a true, these rappers is folklore I'm convinced that all of you buy your raps at the joke store f** more, smoke more; Conquer the globe Step up in this b**h like Ric Flair, rocking a robe Since '91 I tried to stay free from this s**a sh** You on patron? This Brooklyn n***as on Some Other sh** Its like dat (Live hook) [E.Nigma] I'm on some other sh** [Team Nigma] Yeah, me too? I'm on some other sh** Yeah, me too I'm on some other sh** Yeah, me too? I'm on some other sh** Yeah, me too [Hook] I'm on some other sh** Yeah, me too? I'm on some other sh** Yeah, me too I'm on some other sh** Yeah, me too? I'm on some other sh** Yeah, me too