Punchline - After The Show lyrics

[Verse 1: Wordsworth] Wordsworth, Wordsworth AKA Words Yo from Words N Punchline, Punchline N Words What y'all wanna hear? Ya sounding absurd But check it yo I'm here to inform and entertain Wordsworth AKA Words, Vinson Johnson, Jamel [?] Clyde's Projects, music to model job outlets Countless endorsements and other deals in the process [?] women topless [?] like women with they panties crotchless Many options, distributing disputing Rookies confusing, Lyricist Lounge with some nuisance Producers provide beats for open mics Line up, sign up but I hate when cats don't stop when their time's up Jump from cipher to cipher before performances DJ's watch me rhyme over verses and choruses It's unfortunate I ciphered in the bathroom Apologizes to chicks at the bar that I told, that I'd be back soon So let me be host Whatever I wrote I display I hopes to get put on and come back and host it one day My request for the guest list Astound the crowd with freestyle exhibitions During intermissions segments Legends: Kwest, Eminem Craig G, Juice and Words Punchline, Master Foul, Thirstin' Howl III Rap Coalition Y'all know us We them same cats that frightened you in front of your friends While you tried to hold your piss in They're collage, you're one dimensional No one mentions you, what's your name meant to you? Preventing you from interviews Had your time and it's shame that it expired Call with the right price I might let you put your name on the fliers Put your name on the fliers Put your name on the fliers [Verse 2: Rise] Yo let me get some, let me get some, let me get some S.O.S. never lack things, we got this rap thing to a science Your rhyme's petite, mine shop at Lane Bryant Defiant, enemies switch and wish an alliance Beat us or join us, try, never triumph Flows eliminate foes and those that doubt But if I ever meet my match, I'll burn 'em, put him out Steady k**ing 'em Invisible rappers I'm steady grilling 'em To Rise rappers strive to be the h*monym or synonym Outrageous Demanding respect, getting praises I'm sick, rappers try to touch me thinking I'm contagious Stay boasting, going through MC's like emotions Might roast him, devour wack raps, subtract the quotient In front of the flock but some of the top Couldn't fill my shoes with they rhymes Stuffed in front of they socks [?] bust you with the lead that's in my pencil Never simple, memorize my verse, nurse your temple A raw tongue like a sore thumb My style stands out, my pen's an arsonist It lit some paper then it ran out [Verse 3: Punchline] Alert the ma**es Players is getting drafted For those that oppose I give 'em a closed casket My thoughts is graphic No matter who ya dissing I die for my n***as like Jesus crucifixion You're contradicting Fell under the submission My sh** sound great on bad tapes with the hissing The plot thickens In any altercation I take out two like double dating Your whole squad's player hating I compete, play for keeps I got weed smokers turning over a new leaf I pop sh** and roll one deep with no heat to show ya I drop hot sh**, rock mic's with potholders Rap career's over, how dare you oppose this? When I die bury me with a tape of my own sh** I hold the dice, diss me and pay the price I make a klepto wanna take his own life Style precise The rap game I'm pimping it Kicking it Yo take it in vein/vain like insulin Simple sh** [Verse 4: Jedi] Don't try to follow what you can't swallow I'm sorta what you call a mic-tologist Getting phenomenal from the abdominal Breathing the words of a scientist It's Jedi with mind tricks I aim and hit to split I strip developers swelling melons with Intelligence Some sharp kids with sharp minds we go against Hard times send verse with sharp knives as I insert My verbal cartridge to bring the conscious to concerts And cultures say call your entourages Or they can put in basements and garages or houses The odds is, none against my squadron We looking harmless but alarming A red alert to get you hurt and put you in crutches And leave you armless Legless, f** this headless You've just been a chosen contestant For this one sentence to get into your intestine And make your quick exit for entrance For the next kid who test this We restless and reckless In less a second you're S.O.S.ing And begging for God to be at your presence Seeing the essence [Verse 4: A.L.] I came to make a change in this world Society's living wicked Stop the cops after they run lights, giving pigs a ticket Lyrics my fitness I know it all so bare witness, ready to flip this Putting palm readers outta business Watch my words get heard, MC's break south [?] cause yo, I love to take out In hot pursuit for the loot, guess I'm crazy for checks I even got prostitutes that wanna pay me for s** So forget the candlelight I'd rather handle mics I make wack MC's hit the wall quicker than when a vandal strikes I'll battle me drunk or soberly You wanna fight over me Representing like this, y'all better grab your rosary I flex complex, y'all gon' confuse heads Who think they running sh** up in here, they 'bout to lose legs So pardon me y'all Give me the mic and all of y'all stall I went from new Rican Apollo to Carnegie Hall Kicking rah rah sh** cause most n***as is ignorant You try to diss us cause I look good plus the shade of my pigment They call me Sigmund Fraud With thoughts you can't avoid Putting wack wack MC's back in the ground leaving 'em unemployeed To bring your rhyme out n***as know they call "time out" It's the best play and n***as know they find out [Verse 5: Wordsworth] You said, "n***as find out" Yo, rappers are on the bench with they coach calling time outs Let me get this rhyme out One time, my name is Words I hope ya heard it before I got mad rhymes, I met a four/metaphor In other words she wasn't a dime That's how I do when I kick an ill rhyme See this ain't something I ain't write down It's coming right off the mind Or the top of the dome