VSTYLEZ - Clash Of The Titans lyrics

rate me

MoSS, I'm...

The wrong type of cat, gritty nigga and I'm evil

Out for the presents, sneaky dude, call me Spiegel

Lord of the ring and when the bell go "ding"

Jabs looking very sharp, punches hard and clean

You never land, I'm too elusive for your amateur game

Spit it well, you didn't know? You better check my name

V-Style, get it right and I rep the D

Where everybody hood hard, yo I just emcee

It don't matter if you big or tall or who the shortest

Just show me where the challenge is at, call your florist

Cause I'm a John Wayne on your ass, that's true grit

Talk slick and I would damage your top, wig split

D-E-X on muh'fuckers, silly dudes can suck it

Take my twins from my waste, blast my Kirby puppets

Yo my brain propane, gas turn into flame

Straight fire when ignited, break you down to the grain

G shit, we sick, we spit, fuck you

Pay me, fuck all that free shit, eat dick

Crew shining like shit, we split, she strip

We tip, blue diamonds got mammy all seasick

Now take a brief sit, here's a handkerchief tip

While I fall on the floor, 'nuff money for a cheap trip

Huh, bitch, now who I'm finna leave with?

Find a friend and come, who you wanna get on your knees with?

My jewellery sick, I got a disease on my wrist

My neck and the shit's making me freeze bit

Breeze in with my Angela Jolie bitch

She lick my underarms, you can call me B. Pitt

Any problems nigga, we fix, my bitch

Will hit you, be like boiling water nigga, she slick

That's a trip saying he slip

Always on point like a Christmas tree tip

Creep up and eat clips

Aiyyo, I know you like how Rapper C is waiting

Cause D niggas recognize thee nigga waiting

Rapper remain patient, took jabs like a champ now

Every verse out need the Rapper Pooh stamp

I tramp on foes, face down for them hoes

Pity the fool, any fool likely to oppose

See right through them clothes and your real nigga pose

Real niggas won't say a word, case closed

Blessed with the pen game, take aim

Maimed your career off of this strain, the disdain

All on your face mayne, it's plain with no competition

Me and you in the same breath, don't mention

This is my position right now in the future

Sewing up careers like some well-done sutures

These are maneuvers, up the ladder I ascend

Clash of the titans, nigga fuck a new trend

This nigga biting while I'm thinking, writing, to get the ink ignited

So when he move it's like a streak of lightning

Fuck where the crowns at, this brown cat could leave the town flat

And beat you like the part of the speaker you pump the sound at

I'm not stopping the slot topping, so when I plot

Dropping something hot, you copped it, it got popped in

Vultures better duck, flows with lead is tucking

Expose the feather ducking, blows your head to chunks

Rip flyer before I dip, be quick, hip fire

Slip by you a line that goes off like a trip wire

I'm from the sickest city, your whole clique is kiddy

If your chick is pretty, she'll suck a dick, I'll lick the titties

Your type of rhyming got me bored but I'm a star

The kind that you found where the comics are, knock you off your feet

Fussing, I eat dozen, I move the streets, trusting

In some sweet crushing petite Russians, skeet bussing

Screaming like they bout to meet Justin

Timberlake, I tremor quakes, hemmers shake

I'm the one with the gems and cake

Extra smokes and skinny dips like naked folks in swimming lakes

Around the world my fans know me for the flows I bust

The Polo I rock and hoes I crushed

And the sound of my voice turn haters to dust

But still making funky music is a must

The newest star in Catacombs giving haters the flux

I switched it, bounced it, upgrade to super-deluxe

My whole crew is dangerous, ain't no taming us

The fast get wound on point, the finger's blaming us

Simply, oh, oh, it's the year of the emcee

We're here to fill the void, the game been running on empty

Had a long day nigga so please don't tempt me

Cooked so much beef but my name ain't Wimpy

Bout to snatch all your customs, your bag's too skimpy

And my shit sound fresh when this the voice in this empty

Tongue's so sharp, I chop you niggas down to mincemeat

So fuck your money, jewels and cars, using it as camouflage

Need to focus on planning the strength in your bars

It's Phat Kat the living legend, still counting my funds

Because I never kissed no ass, I stuck to my guns

While you're still coming up short, Kat holding the fort

Dedicate this to my fans, thanks for all your support

Yeah, this cold steel bitches, it's how we do it and it's real bitches

Yeah, it's Ronnie Kat

Yeah, it's your man V-Stylez

Royce 5'9", Phat Kat and Elzhi

The Rapper Big Pooh from Little Brother

And MoSS on the beat bringing the heat

It's Hip Hop, non-stop