ProVerb - Nothing On Me lyrics

[Hook: Pro'Verb] When it comes to the punchlines and similes (You ain't got nothing on me) When it comes to the metaphors on k**er beats (You ain't got nothing on me) When it comes to the flows and the delivery (You ain't got nothing on me) When it comes to the written or to the spitting frees (You ain't got nothing on me) [Verse 1] Veteran's back in it, better than pa**ionate The health amba**ador, my cd's selling off medicine cabinets Soothe aches and control flows, the rap sluice gate Tracks in Cubase to move you like a packed suitcase Cats is two-faced like when I staring in the mirror kid My style's debonair, that's why I'm preparing to deliver it We're livin' in a time where it's difficult to find heads delivering rhymes that is similar to mine Have me grabbing mics, standing at the traffic light instead of stage with a “please help me” sign cause all I want is a little change I rock for the little babes, I rock for the middle aged I rock for the old and grey listening with a hearing aid So clear the stage when it's me on here There should be a sign “only real emcees on here" 'Cause wack emcees are faker than a weave on here Get it? Weave? They don't really belong here [Hook] [Verse 2] My 1st record was phat kid, my 2nd was magic The 1st rapper to release consecutive cla**ics Who's not in it for the cheddar like rats is Common sensitive rapper, adding common sense to this rap biz Using pad and pens to share views and to rap sense Dropping clues on a track for those few that can grasp them Paid dues to the last cent, I'm so ahead of my time I literally see the future in past tense So not even a camera can picture this man A man that can spit 'til a hater switch to a fan Approach the booth like a witness stand 'Cause I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth in my scriptures damn! So why listen it liars, this kid is on fire like Richard Pryor I'm on a roll like Michelin Tires Spitting physics and science in ma lyrics and rhymes I'm rockin' it like David and Goliath of biblical times [Hook] [Verse 3] I'm a.k.a the Kevin Costner of this emcee world The difference with me and him is that I came back with a sequel To set a standard that not many can equal Me and John is both legends we no ordinary people Hip Hop's my 9 to 5, I write rhymes to survive Some of ya'll are under qualified and deserve to get fired I'll never retire from this business of spitting headlines Not for a while, I'm stayin like spilling red wine This has got to be a lesson that I'm not to be tested With funny punchlines like this was a comedy session It's in my jeans to keep you guessing Probably the best thing to rise in value quicker that property investments I've spent a while and came back with a perfected style Hip hop's reserve tank son, I go the extra mile Clearly one of the best to rhyme Hell so many punch lines They're queuing in my mind tryna be the next in line [Hook]