[Spawn]
When you die what you own on Earth won`t be coming with you
So all that fat shit you`ve got, I ain`t trippin that ain`t an issue
If you`ve got vibes, on a cool level we can talk but if you live lies
Through material-fertilized eyes and fantasize then walk
I use my vocals like chalk to sketch the picture you can see it
See unfold what I thought in my mind when I free it
Did the swallow get caught? Yo does your throat feel tight?
Do you see what can happen when Atmosphere grabs the mic?
Just a word for you its funny and I think you caught its fever
All that shit you watch on tv has made you a believer
You don`t have to like me bitch, cuz I don`t really like you either
I don`t care if you`re rich, I had your girl, and I`m a leave her
Word I`m eager, to disrespect the petty thoughts of many reps
As I take steps and climb and leave footprints on your mind
I`ve designed my own lifestyle words and vowels instead of rifals
And hang out with rhymepals who tower like the Eiffel
[talking for eight bars]
Chorus[all]:
A lot of things change and somethings don`t
A lot of people fall off and some say they won`t
That`s right (That`s right) x2
Cuz we`ll fuck up your life like a crack pipe
[Extreme]
It`s the TC`s original b-boy Extreme
So when a nigga calls next you better pick your team
I hit the seam like doublestitch, twitch and get bent
A Rhymesayer nothing less than one hundred percent
You cats are far from inventive, cool and calm
I destruct an angled emcee before the touch of dawn
My wand be makin niggaz go poof with smoke
Nothing left but adidas, X ain`t no joke
I`m not out to get the quote of the month
Fuck a stunt
I`d rather grab the microphone and give you what you want
Opposite of a flaunt cuz my shits bang hard
Yeah you bust but I`m black jack you pulled the wrong card
There may be one too many I give you plenty like excessive
If you`re wack and grab the mic you end up in a state of depressive-
-Ness yes, couldn`t pass the test with a calculator
Rhymes like piranha, beat designed by the ANTinator
Hater never, I just wait till you`re tired
And then I give your ass a ticket cuz that last shit`s expired
Better yet tired, cuz your position`s been terminated
Wack niggaz bug me like pests and get exterminated
[Chorus]
[Slug]
(Yo Yo Yo)
Wanted to see if it was alive, started poking it (All:Pokin it!)
How could it survive when you`re chokin it? (All:Chokin it!)
When I can get a firm grip, I`m holdin it (All: Holdin it!)
And when I`m broke, I wear my girls deodorant [laughs]
Wait, did I say my girl, I meant my pimp
Cuz she`s the one with the money, and she walks with a limp
And honey, if you wanna purr you gotta register with her
Cuz she gets ninety five percent before any events occur
Sir, your self-imploding ego is adorable
Word, but your immature stee-lo is ignorable
I don`t know, maybe I`m just getting too old to flow
How much more must I invent before you seek retirement?
Repent and tell God that you feel shitty bout your actions
Bent in the back and I can only blame my passions
Well rounded relapses kept me at a fraction
When the wind died I found myself spread across the Tascam
How much thought did you put into that verse you brought?
What made you think I wasn`t gonna mock? Put a fucking tube sock
In that hole because I think it started to leak
Take two dicks and call me in a week
[Chorus] - 2X
