Mark the 45 King - Dope Rhymes lyrics

I'm the Chill Rob G, not many are equal To my rhymes I write my own damn sequel I keep your mind jumpin' with the things I said My talent is comeasurement with my pen Stay the hell away if you know you're gay Because the game's all about, I do not play You're confused, your mind is abused, so is your body Enough about sissies, back to the party I'm one black man strong, will those chill Into your head these things I want to drill I am the Future shock, I'm here to rock your knot The Future's here now, this ain't no pow wow So drop the pipe, punk, you're puffing poison Yo it's annoying, destroying my homeboys and Girls I grew up with, I had enough of this You try to pa** me the pipe, you'll make my posse pissed And you don't want to, I'm only warnin' you Making these boys mad is somethin' you don't wanna do Cause they be smilin', when they be wildin' Beatin' you down is like a ten man pile in I'm cold serious, don't mess with this 'Cause I'm the G and these rhymes you don't wanna miss Dope rhymes, dope rhymes Fresh rhymes crowd my mind, sometimes I get insomnia I can't wait to break so I can bomb me a Soft, silly, stupid, simple, slow dumb chump Been sittin' on his a** like and old tree stump Compositions I design I use as a blueprint The envious try to oppose but those who sprint with Speed, can always tell If a rapper is fresh or weak as hell What I say seems to separate s**er MC's From the ones with the ability to build sk**s like these It isn't easy, but I supply enough power To write rhymes that wake you up like a shower Sure you're right like dynomite I ignite on the mic Inspiring your mind to float like a kite To places unseen until I brought them foot Inserted inside your skull, then you were caught In a mental conflict, your will versus mine Then I release you, because I win every time So chill back for a minute as your hear me say I am a PG-ologist born in May My sign is Taurus, yeah I use Lavoris We don't listen to s**ers cause you know they bore us Dope rhymes, dope rhymes My timin' and rhymin' starts you unwindin' Have you on the floor bumpin' and grindin' Ba** from the bottom bouncin' off the wall s**ers try to run, things can't even crawl I'm fly, flyin', flew the coup I'm going going gone and got me another Group of admirers, female desirers Ego boosters, rhyme inspirers I can do anything I want to All I have to do is put my mind to Work, jerk and go bezerk This is a high-powered party so pump til it hurts 'Cause I flirt with every skirt, forever, forever I'm souped up to surpa** in every endeavor I challenge obsticles and oppose opposition A mic in my hand is like the key in the ignition Of a [burnin' risk???] Mercedes, this ain't play time This is the Chill One, with the Dope Rhymes Dope rhymes, dope rhymes Yeah, going out to my man The 45 King