10 'Til Midnite
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That I exposed
Five hundred and seventy-five flows
In the inkling of a second
Expect me disassemble these in less than two verses
I'm able to disengage mics and chew MCs up like Mike and Ikes
When I recite, they lights eclipsed
I sink MCs like ships
With my nocturnal vibes and editorial clips
There's no comparison
I embarrass men and cause microphone harassment
Here's where the fear and terror's been
I'm hit, writ
In cypher these look-alike MCs claiming they rock mics
I ignite the stage
Swarm and able to have more to perform
I explode on the mic like C4
I eliminate four microphones
Please a limited amount of opponents
Step on the microphone, I shown it
Over and over
No win situations
In the, in the gladiation
Now they facing
Last night I had a dream and it just made me realize
That folks don't give a damn about me
(They don't care)
So many haters on the scene
Can't stand to see me on the rise
But I'm gon' still remain the same
You best believe
We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, oh
(Now that's gangsta)
We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, oh
(Now you know that's gangsta)
We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, oh
(Now that's gangsta)
We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, oh
(Get your ass on the floor)
If I want a fucker on me, I will, you better believe that
Wanna call me a rap, show your girl where the cheese at
Niggas grown and shit, hating on a young bitch
'Cause the dough I cop or the spots I rock
I'm still classy, player like me, I keeps it jazzy
Still keep it gangsta, cross the line I'm getting sassy
God keep a slaughter hanger, yeah, release my profile
With my clip off safety for all you busters acting shady
Fake-ass ballers wanna be shot callers
See y'all hold they clout, niggas running they mouth
But still Def Row macking with the gangsta I'm cracking
Asking all you cats in this game, yo, what's happening?
Hoes talk about they cocking back, busting guns
Going down where heaters on deck, you cowards run
Haters by many, yo, we loved by few
You ain't gotta like us, homie, but respect what we do
I'll fuck y'all niggas then buff y'all niggas
Set you niggas up and then wet you niggas up
Ever seen a jazzy ho stepping out with the gators?
Hold up, haters, I'm executing all the fakers
Letting all you cats know I just wanna fuck you
Back to your wifey, it's her job to love you
I'm looking for my baby daddy, boy, speak up
He old enough to come, he old enough to get fucked
Yeah, SKG, Def Row macking
The new bitch is Tim, that's how I get down
Last night I had a dream and it just made me realize
That folks don't give a damn about me
(They don't care)
So many haters on the scene
Can't stand to see me on the rise
But I'm gon' still remain the same
You best believe
We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, oh
(Now that's gangsta)
We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, oh
(Now you know that's gangsta)
We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, oh
(Now that's gangsta)
We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, oh
(Get your ass on the floor)
If I had a million dollars then I'd be rich
If your ho was on deck then I'd fuck your bitch
It's Gotti in the cut with the Don
Corleone and Dillinger with the hollow-tipped chrome
Catching traveling, leave y'all flabbergasted
Stalking y'all walking caskets
Hit the spot where the smoke is sold
Lo and behold, the tightest composition composed
Can you catch it? I threw my thoughts like a quarterback
Swing the M around where I mangle, murder, and slaughter at
React, actions speak louder than words
But ain't nothing more potent than vision
I seen optical collisions erupting
I'm spontaneous when I combust in the melon
Then escape a lyrical felon
Excelling in and out like as if I'm smoking the bomb
The Ron Don set to explode like napalm
Cataclysmic with a habit to cause collisions
Various visions, intellect sharp enough to injure like incisions
With the deadliest intentions to grab the heat and bust niggas
Into different dimensions
I had thoughts of electricity
Murdered by millions of volts
I got a .40 cal Colt, I'm all about business
Life ain't what it seems, in two seconds
I peeped the red beam, I tried to dodge and grabbed the chrome plate
I jumped once, but I was two seconds late
'Cause the size I was was the first mistake
'Cause when my moms came and shook me, I didn't awake
'Cause when you're in my position, that's the chance you take
In a dream, in a world with no way to escape, damn
Last night I had a dream and it just made me realize
That folks don't give a damn about me
(They don't care)
So many haters on the scene
Can't stand to see me on the rise
But I'm gon' still remain the same
You best believe
We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, oh
(Now that's gangsta)
We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, oh
(Now you know that's gangsta)
We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, oh
(Now that's gangsta)
We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, oh
(Get your ass on the floor)