Slo V - Tag Team lyrics

[Announcer: N.y.E] Ladies and gentlemen The attraction of the evening The moment you've all been waiting for The main event The 2001, 2, 3, 4, 5, and soon to be 2006 Hip-Hop champions of the world Slow V & Retrospect Let's get ready to rumble!! [Verse 1: Retrospect & Slow V] [Retrospect] Yo, yea I got 'em son I got 'em Yo, yo Yo Slow, let me handle them, break eggs scramble 'em Chop them like wave sampling this far more than battling This is hard damaging lyrically arm savages Bars like javelin leave you with scars bandages Never mind advantages the crowd stands unanimous Slow is too fast for this now how's that for antonyms [Slow V:] Perfecting my craft, I plot like a graph Scatter motherf**er's slow like quarter notes in a pad Who up next? It's me let me step in the set I rise like muscles in stress when applying the flex Aside it affects like a sketch with me in the flesh I hit hard, even make the dead cough up a breath I come heated like s** with sweat [Retrospect:] The spect is next dealing with threats With explicit text I'll lift a n***a in the air While Vick's holding his hair Pause for a second and stare Then slam his a** through a chair We pile drive him and out rhymed him, he out whining Because our style is hotter, than the south's climate He's spitting to loose no money swimming in dues So I'm a set him on the ropes and I'm a give him to you, yea [Announcer: N.y.E] Ladies & gentlemen They just f**ed that guy up Holy sh** I, I think they k**ed him Look, he's on the floor, he's de- That guy's dead, he f**ing died Holy sh**, you just witnessed the first d**h In hip-hop wrestling history Slow V, get in the f**ing ring.! [Verse 2: Slow V & Retrospect] [Slow V] Uh, yo check it Yo, yo, yo And you ain't it, and you ain't sh** Yo, this a big dog pound, that you can't lift I come in a b**h, quicker than a stiff dick Been known to rip sh**, two emcees we too vicious I throw sets at a n***a head, just like Rocky Have him seeing more stars, than paparazzi Go for the head, two to the side, one to the chest And let Retro decide, which victim is next [Retrospect] I think the n***a in the goatee's looking like cold meat Yo we gotta get him done so it's time to expose heat With dope speech n***a you know me My flow seeks foes who oppose me Slow leave them with no teeth As your words crumble, I turn jungle And jump from the top turnbuckle To come down, like a burnt shuttle He starts gushing, this motherf**er running So I'm a let you come in [Slow V] Ha You I got him, Retro Hand me the tag, I'll leave n***az in casts I'll leave a shade around they eye, and it won't be a bag Drag him to the floor, and beat his a** to his core Leave Nike prints embedded all the way to his pours Have a n***a sport more lumps than speed bumps Grab him by the throat and slam his a** like an all-star dunk Even though we two n***az ripping, we still the main ones Son even made a s**m forget where he came from [Announcer: N.y.E.] I don't know, that was supposed to be the last, uh, fight I, I don't see them leaving the ring I, I think they're going to k** someone else 'Cause they just k**ed that last guy, Umm Someone else is going into the ring, and I don't know why I think he must want to die or something Uh, people are leaving the stadium It's gruesome out here, they're coming back for more!! [Verse 3: Slow V & Retrospect] [Slow V:] Yo, yo, yo [Slow.V:] We leaving n***az gushing [Retrospect:] With no discussion Hardcore lyrics are busting So what is cousin? [Slow.V:] We doing more than bucking We leaving n***az ducking Thrusting, cutting 'till both of their ribs touching [Retrospect:] And it's impossible to beat us with a pin We hazardous kin, you don't want to see us in the ring [Slow.V:] Ha, ha, I couldn't have said it better (R)'Cause when we get together we clever and sever [Slow.V:] Even stopping sun like bad weather [Retrospect:] Battling y'all is a petty waist 'Cause just one take is an earthquake When you're f**ing with heavyweights [Slow.V:] We burry any estate We slowly stopping your fate We put a beating to a heathen Like we're sporting a cape, yea [Chorus] We double trouble, willing and able, ready for scuffles Spit large, heavy with muscles Jeury will crush you Slow V will snuff you Hot facts ready to rumble, lines that'll punch you Tag Team, so what you gon do We squash beef motherf**ers get ready to scrap We hot heat motherf**ers get ready to blast Two n***az ready to clash, in fact ending your wrath It's tag team motherf**ers get ready to tag