SLAINE - The Showdown lyrics

rate me

Hip hop is in the blood of the soldier, I told ya

Rip hot tracks till my spit boils over

Next best thing since platinum I wreck

I'm back like the monkey on Michael Jackson's back

In fact

You can't see me like a cataract, you don't attract a crowd

All my young bucks came to get down

Lose your mind and start a pit right now

Motherfucker get loud, ain't nobody gonna stop us now

They wanna take it but they don't know how

Let me tell you this is my world, my life

My stage, my mic, the southpaw's always ready to fight, a'ight?

Big Left, let's put the bullshit to rest

I'm one of the best loyal to my family crest

Man I swear to God I'll never let em take it

This rap shit is mine and you fuckers can't take it

Yo we only come out when the sun goes down

2004 time for the showdown

Pick your mics up and put your flows down

Rack your Krylon and bomb the whole town

Only come out when the sun goes down

2004 time for the showdown

Pick your mics up and put your flows down

Rack your Krylon and bomb your whole town

How can I spit? It's so much emotional pain

I'm broken, insane, vomit and I choke in the drain

A tale of a blood trail,

Finally you learn to love Hell, I roast in the flame

I'm closer to fame, I'm better than most in the game

Alive and breathing even though I'm supposed to be slain

One day I might snap and put the toast to my brain

I'm ghost, adios, I'm not supposed to be staying

Some more lightly, it's unlikely

There's a million MC's and you ain't never met one like me

Put me on another realm, tell em how I'm flipping it

Bring me to the mainstream, I wanna piss in it

So here's to peeing in pools and being a fool

Here's to every bartender keeping me in a stool

Here's to all the pretty women now who's leaving the?

And fuck you little faggots saying we isn't cool

They never showed me no love so I ain't showing them shit

Fuck you and the horse you rode in

Posing as if you're hard as?

You're folding under pressure, me and mine stay winning

We crack fools like cashews

Slap you so hard we rip off your tattoos

Bad news,

We hood dudes keeping the toasters and two-two's

I snatch your Adam's Apple to watch you plummet on some dumb shit

Made a mistake now learn from it

Ain't no way shit don't stay gravy when the beef coming

I see

You're in the shower privately sucking cock in the county

It hurts, doesn't it? The truth's a mother, isn't it?

You ain't even gotta answer that, I'm convinced you're a bitch

My existence is this, that of a street soldier

These speculations and miscommunications to catch a boulder

The power still, now how does it feel?

With the cruel and unusual leaving contusions in you

Got the coroner confused like what the fuck did he do