Mack B. Dog - Hot Breath lyrics

rate me

Behold, take heed, witness wisdom being dropped

MCs spilled their skills but they'll just get mopped

Early bird on the track, first up to bat

Throw a steak on the grill so I can chill and get fat

Heat up the coals while I heat up the mic

Competition, if they're a match then I'll strike

Wreck the shop, leave the shit in a shambles

Put your money on a sure shot, Benj ain't a gamble

I'll slap a muzzle on a sucker whose tongue skips

Give him the boot and turn his ass into dum chips

With what's left I'll fertilise the earth

You was bunk as an MC but your shit you bring birth

I walk a path to become legendary

Rhymes so milky they'll be labelled as dairy

Competition I just dispose of

Swift with the gift, the man all the hoes love

Slamming suckers like Bambam Bigelow

Got bitches on my team like I was a gigolo

I break hearts and I climb charts

And I never been booty, save that for the farts

Kids blowing hot air, who got their heads gassed?

You can have ten wack rappers and they still come in dead last

I watch them fall cause they're faulty

I laugh in their face and they walk away salty

I rain on suckers while some choose to drizzle

You come up with beef you leave with no teeth and gristle

Fuck with your head like Hannibal the Cannibal

Destroy your senses, turn you from man to manimal

Or better yet a marshmallow

Cause compared to me you're a walking bowl of Jell-O

He went out like Mark Hamill

So next time you kick a rhyme save that shit for the camel