Saigon - Spit lyrics

rate me

On your mark get set go

The rest flow is just S-O S-O

So am I the best I guess so

I rhyme like my ribs and my stomach touchin

Gain pounds on these clowns like a hundred somethin

Behold the prophecy peep

The mold in my philosophy deep

Contemplate crime playing for keep

Elevate and reconstruct got rhymes that erupt

From my brain and then they drain right into a cup

From which I drink then I think deeper in and it'll sink

From a dark hall in my skull and then into ink

That's a old school metaphorical phrase

I shit, shower and shave

Then it's time to get paid get out of the way

I'm like a bat out of hell how I'm hitting these hoes

You swear a nigga just got out of jail

I'm a MC slash stick up kid

Ask Bishop all the shit I did

I ain't playing with'em

When I spit the room temperature change

I am what many consider a spitter of flames

When I spit the room temperature change

What niggas done did to the game the shit is a shame

We could discuss disgust plus lust and what it does to us

Not only bust cause I must I bust cause I love the rush

Plus checks that I collect to bust techs at suspects

Marksmen in the linen we don't come off as roughnecks

Sick sick sick sick sick shit

The flow is flowing fluid like liquid

Even jamaicans be saying my shit wicked

Ya'll should believe me I shoudln't even have to kicked shit

But look you still lying in your raps and

Always acting like you dying for some action

But we really know you not though

You not no vato loco you a twat bro for sho

I'm a get rich or die tryin like fifty

Even if I gotta do something that tight risky

Pass me the hen bitch I don't like wisky

My gun snap crackle and pop like rice crispy

I flex on your entire set rhyme in nine different dialects

Fire techs aim where your knee and your thigh connects

I contracting like isometric exercise

Let's collide last nigga that tried molecular fried

Beside I can see in your eyes you petrifried

I'm a let you slide without a lyrical hex supply

Let's decide niggas fall short like a midget on a ball court

Coming with that wack rap that store bought