[C-Rayz Walz]
Where there`s a will there`s a way, no? Where there`s Will there`s Jada
I catch then PISS in the face of a hater
Congratulate us at afterparties in heaven
Thank God my intro was peace to the 7`s, let`s go!
[Chorus: singers]
Battle me, so you can see
How I blast flows, so easily
Battle me, so you can see
How I blast flows, so easily
[C-Rayz Walz]
I`m the foul author of styles out of order
I got skills, I could drown you with a cup of water
So don`t waste my time with stupid questions like, Aiyyo you rhyme?
You don`t need to hear my verse, you got enough on your mind
You work for WHO, so?! I don`t wanna get signed
My shadow`s chasin me, basically, I`m ahead of my time
Tryin to get this green out the heat like spinach rolls
So don`t make me put 6 in your Kevin Cole
Yo Walz they hollerin at you - in a minute yo!
Tryin to score points with the right hooks like Riddick Bowe
Battle me - don`t challenge me with them simple styles
I`ll have your crew sayin WHO like some Temple Owls
I`m like John Stockton, I don`t even have to score
I just make the game better, by bein out there on the floor
So when you ice grill me, instead of breakin your jaw
I think FIREBALLS in your face like a young Drew Barrymore, c`mon!
[Chorus]
[C-Rayz Walz]
Verses like these be bullets that speed and rush
While you the type to audition, for Eden`s Crush
I have a group but they was like - he`s enough
Okay, I see the truth, y`all don`t believe in us?
I`ll be the proof, real MC`s succeed and plus
I`m comin through ya hood bumpin goods in the Jesus truck
You squeezin bucks? Well you probably poppin a buck
I hope you catch +Bucks+ like Milwaukee, what?
Too much players in the game, make it hard to believe
When I got the ball yo follow me like a 3-man weave
Might go out to Tahoe, the regime was green
And I cut the iron off, y`all thought I lost some steam
You SOFT! I`m not the type to force my dream
Of course I floss V.I.P. without no cream
Yo I got more lines than double dutch tournaments in Harlem
And if I ain`t on your roster, your label got problems - battle me!
[Chorus]
[C-Rayz Walz]
Never been to Me-xi-co, but got ki`s from medico
Deep sea flow, peep my notes with periscopes
Police think I pump perrico, that`s for petty folks
Who don`t know the science of the walk with the blade in his throat
Still strugglin but I`m bubblin to make it clearer
I ain`t seein myself - in a house of mirrors
Times is good, but your moms is still in the hood
Stay on my tip and get splinters in ya lip from bitin the wood
I`m not Santa`s helper, I`m not rappin for free
Next time you step to C, I`m clappin ya feet
Psycho visions, I hear voices, listen (STOP CALLING ME)
I feel like the Geico Lizard
Aiyyo I`m spittin for real, gotta love that kid
AIYYO C-RAYZ WALZ, MAN I LOVE THAT KID
If you`re fly the sky flyin, for real
I`m one of those things you could die tryin, BUCK, if you battle me
[Chorus]
[singers]
So easy for me
So easy for me
It`s so easy, for me
People always tryin to step, sayin they are the best
But watch me break them down, that they must confess
It`s so easy for me, oh ohh ohh
So easy for me, oh ohh ohh ohh
