Mad Sk**z - Tip Of The Tongue lyrics

[mad sk**z] Uhh.. nine-five shizzot, in the hizzouse Uh what n***a? tch, uhh, uhh, uhh.. Watch my style rise like ? on your eyes And battlin is hard, like retards becomin jedi's Watch the dread fry, submerge it from tripes Born from a virgin, with a eye in her back So where you at -- when i choose to chew through rhythms Makin b**hes woof, like they had seven n***az with em Mc's is sleazy, plus they styles is easy Fool take that sh** to help son and give it to f**in wheezy Or helen, i'm crackin open mc's melons Tonight aight yo, i'ma leave some microphones swellin (man i be flowin) whatcha flow got to do with me? Yo i'm wiser so be pryor and act like you can't see I'm the abyss so wack n***az take a dive I'm over k**er beats the average kids won't survive You wanna battle? come on and bring it on son I got your whole family tree on the tip of my tongue Chorus: mad sk**z (repeat 4x) Floatin lyrics, from the tip of my tongue I swing (swing) i sway (sway) i swung (swung) [mad sk**z] Check it I flow with tight raps, n***az get a tight face Attitude's, like i parked in they handicapped space But i wets it, wrecks it when i mic checks it Givin girls my number backwards, tellin em i'm dyslexic Don't front -- you know what type of sh** i'm on Rippin mics of all types, verbal master sha-kwan You were warned about the northside click b**h, flex, and get your neck stretched like dionne warwick Let me lick a shot for all my n***az in the streets Gettin ill keepin it real doin what they gotta do to eat Compete and get hit with dizzy techniques The only crossin over i'm doin is a motherf**in street So listen, i get in where i fit in and word to god I like beats hard like holdin your sh** in, sit in On the session watch your body get numb A real mc keeps his sk**s on the tip of his tongue, what? Chorus [mad sk**z] Verse, tre, who's tryin to leave in a hearse today? See sk**z has sk**s since your great grandma'a first birthday In the worst way, my styles be diesel My crew ain't goin no-f**in-where n***a we the forever people Gettin rid of, bullsh**, when i bang ya So mc's don't talk to me, just consider me a stranger Take a toke i hope you don't choke Cause if you ever see my sh** it'll be through a kaleidoscope Leavin marks to embark then gettin beat sparked Floatin lyrics from the tip like an ark I got rhymes to stand the test of time I'm bound to climb, when i go one time for your mind I'm fulfillin my purpose in life, pah (what is it?) See i was put here so wack n***az, would know how wack they are You know who you are your sh**'s saggin, word is bond My sh**'s tighter than five virgins in a volkswagen Chorus 2x Do you have any idea how tight, that, five virgins, well, f** it..