Rhyme & Reason - Whutchu Want? lyrics

[Verse 1 - MC Dask] I write with bright wit I keep my niceness in my right fist 'cause it's what I fight with But that sh** might miss so I stay frontin You say something to try and test my brain function And gain nothing Now I'm aiming for the top of your neck Don't want your respect So you feel it when I pa** like the Doppler effect Rejuvenate the game like a potion Most men only flow sick for a quotient But no sh**? I'm so swift and flow with emotion We got a problem? Na men I'm a nom them dudes like ramen and bomb em Similar to Bin Laden I've been rhyming happily but now I have to be Dastardly 'cause these cats are after me for my masterpiece Ya this 6'2 sick dude will rip you and issue damages to your tissue Should you misuse your diss tools So try and save face for name sake And stay safe in the same place ya dang waste All these cats are faking hard Beating me stays out of the question like quotation marks I'm chasing hearts, and hit it with the force of Riddick You'll know in a minute what it's like for kids to get ridiculed So yo I'm actin typical to any rapper difficult You're standing over me? Na man, I think that it's reciprocal [Verse 2- Sammy J] To the cannibals defacing me you better eat hastily So once you eat down to my ankles you can taste defeat That's sick yo I spit flows and x O's like tic toe I dropped the tack because I'm sharp like that See I'm a legend on the console like that dude who's grips the master blade Spitting at faster pace than when you f**ers masturbate Or I can go slow like disaster aid But I choose to lacerate any wack MC that pa**ed the blame And started dropping immature sh** like, ya a** was eight See, all you got in this world is your balls like this was cast-away I've come to save the day.......see that's why I grabbed a cape I ain't fly I gravitate so I'm still up, up, and away My kryptonite is weed and drank and lastly pain But even if I ain't plastered like walls after disasters I'll put you a** first in a black hearse with the latch turned If I catch you spittin those wack words, you ba*tards f** it, wherever hip-hop heads ima a hip-hop head Since the day that big and pac caught lead and dropped dead You joke puppet rappers “I k** you” like akhmed Got so many different flows, I can be your WHOLE top ten But I won't stop then I'm just warming cause your corny sh** ain't poppin Get it. Ayo son, I spit sharp like a blow gun but my flow's young So go run, fore my flow grows up spits fire and blows up My flow's nuts like I'm menstruating cashews Catch men saying achu. I bless you if you need me to, dude You can catch me in the smashed booth with the cracked roof [Verse 3 - Tommy T] Who am I? Can't tell, let me ponder for a second Tommy T is all about the beat and the blessing Vocals interesting raised on tv a nestling Now I'm in the booth testing the best thing The west sings through me enchanting alluring Indie rap steeze just a tad bit enduring Ensuring a sure thing when you've already lost Make sure you save the game when you reach the final boss My name is Larry no Tommy T is more appropriate Film school kids can't dissect my frame rate Equations mathematics protractors and adaptors Young black and handsome not a half bad rapper Your girlfriend ain't coming home this evening I gave her RnR she don't need another reason Yes she loves my bed like reverse home alone Repping all my dudes locked up in the friend zone Mindless I am however x is infinity I know I talk white but I'm sure that you're into me AP is drastic flow bombastic Call me fantastic lyrical black magic Christ like confidence catch up to my accomplishments I'm the reason why the word hipster is a compliment Walking on the wrong side never worn tie dye Blacker than a supernova backwords so fly f** last year this is me with optimism They're sick of my emissions yo he's spitting with precision Wisdom intricate technically intimidate I'm close to infinite but not quite into it