Prolyfic - Have to say lyrics

[Verse 1: Breeze Embalm] Yea Im the man in this game And I don't do it for the fame But that is not to say That I don't get my just due praise You see me man I'm on the top I'm ahead like whats in the box I'm ahead like eating box I'm so hungry I ate the box Boxing with my metaphors Box me in and get the tail end Like a teathered cord My music is what hearings for So dont sleep on me Before I disconnect brain from body And inflict paralysis And make your mind think you dying A villian to some but a hero to the rest If im needed i come quick like virgin s** Who dare try and cause harm Alarms go blaring And I step to it like flinstone car Meet me on a side im k**ing in rare form I dont think you getting me Im in rare form like Certificate of authenticity Im from the city And with these bars I move the BX I'm BX in my car like Pimp my ride [Chorus 1: Breeze Embalm] Dan ta dan du Dan dada dada Dan ta dan du Dan dada dada What more do I have to say What more do I have to say [Verse 2: Breeze Embalm] My chick she a center fold And I push the bar so far to the left Make the center fold So please homie know your role Cause I'm a f**ing animal And weather you pop or not is on What the bull lets in like a gun, son I play with words I ain't a mime Ain't rapping words that are not mine Ain't bashing my pa**ion I'm bat sh** Crazy like guano to Ventura I'm an adventura, but not a bachatero I f** around pay for all of us To go to Montenegro come through I know a spot My flow also knows a arc You fronting like Rosa park My zen is just like Deepak Chopra I'm a mug with no coaster I'm chapelle boots on a sofa Rappel with my lines Out of my mind Cause this sh** going get heavy It ain't safe in here You might need to find a safer sphere Somewhere where rap don't sever ears [Verse 3: Breeze Embalm] And yea I sever heads these cats ain't never coming back b So it's best that ya don't sleep This a war on Z's see Hired brad Pitt to play the role of me in this bio pic No feeling gypt Writing hieroglyphs And my rhyme book is On a higher list Like payroll b**h Oh why oh why oh Must I entertain these peons I be on that clingon With the V on Cause I give no f**s Let me pile on I spark like a pile on No delusion like Dylan I'm more like bob Dylan Sparks like my synapse And I know you feel that My moment like Kodak Drive to that like kojak Imma park my a** right here Cause this is where I belong No stupid raps no stupid songs G a** lines like a thong I set the precedent I run this race like a president I sets the tone I got it sown I crept on in unbeknown I k**ed this beat I should Just Leave it alone Ain't no more to be told So ill make up words on my own like