Patrick Tilon, Rudeboy - Step Off lyrics

Giant defiant frying like Mustang planes in the sky and culprit smell putrid You stay cupid with the lying, withstand whole armies, rappers challengin' me war crying I got the flave that get the papes and makes me brave like Private Ryan Industry grabbin me, with obstacles like Normandy On the long haul like rangers we take those dangers storm and see UDS tight like free masonry, brothers and all placing me In ranks like Tom Hanks, check John Miller i'm k**er and iller see? Rappers be down with hiphop gear like fetish, should be blushin like radish Your hoodoo do no voodoo on the rude, you is brackish from the holy water that i use Sticky bombs blow up comps, you's on schuh mine 42 Rap sheets from these clones, babble's weak on microphones My portfolio's glory yo, you peaches, Omaha Beach is still my zone You know my raps shines bright like Farrakhan's final call When n***a's think they hot, i make them strutt like Dr Scholl Stepp off I mean stepp off, give me props cos you know the art won't stop Stepp off I mean stepp off, give me props cos you know the art won't stop My reputation hardcore just like Tom Sizemore, combat vet like Sgt Horvath Sonically grim, spit flimm on the whack, snatch dog tags Lyrical pyrotechniques, blowup like bangalore torpedo practice Kickin that Jet Li lethal weapon dismantle tactics Situation's fickle, those who let the sweat trickle sh** is fickle when they're begging papes you scrapin nickles Your A&R's lackin with the cream, ain't backin the mission That is fubar man! f**ed up beyond all recognition Stepp off I mean stepp off, give me props cos you know the art won't stop Stepp off I mean stepp off, give me props cos you know the art won't stop A lotta rap stuff's over the top like brittpop You flipflop with that candy slop as i rockwith dexterity polyglot Gattlingun verbiage, murder scripts emerge as if Devils give a dose for my foes when neuroses shifts Shoot the gift, scoot like vips, troops with busted lips Grab and screw their hotties honeys, whatever they might call them chicks I support hardcore brothers like feet with aircushion in soles h*mo sapien come get shaped again by my fat flow [..] Stepp off I mean stepp off, give me props cos you know the art won't stop Stepp off I mean stepp off, give me props cos you know the art won't stop Stepp off I mean stepp off, give me props cos you know the art won't stop Stepp off I mean stepp off, give me props cos you know the art won't stop What you need is the chance to be free So naive with the greed and the deed build for speed Now you seem to believe somehow you will bleed I was way to naive to believe in your love.... Sk**s are boa constricting brain muscle narrower Questions naggs like ebola Am i the flower saving hiphop like Noah? MC's psychomatic, far from realistic, talkin playalistic mystic Underworld figs blast big, bodies get ripped and rigged You s**in on a barrel of a sig, in locations desolation you're facin The equation of bullsh** and true manifestatio My epiloque, same as the dialogue Mc's multiply like aidsgerms For company pay terms