Make The Crowd Rock
some lyrical flow I did over a hyped southern beat with a uptempo recorded using Adobe Audition 1.5 check out the lyrics as u listen verse 1: I spit! that antibiotic, hipnotic, narcotic psychotic product nigga I got it You know that I’m bout it, I shouted loud, You bad mouth it an doubt it, an got knocked outted! physically an murderd verbally nobody murking me I planed poison Mercury, take breath until it hurts to breath, strong I’m Hercules, here serve emcees certainly, no mercy see! the first to go bizerk so purposely, perfectly reality shows the iller nigga’s me! Oddomatik rep wild standing up erectile mammal blooded, with temperature’s of a reptile. the hustle’s worth while Yes I gots style, versatile, make ya hoe smile, had skills from a juvenile, Was given a inch then I went took a mile, adopt my fans like on one of Angelina’s child, I’m so psyched my foresight ignites an gives light, on a mic I’m dynamite wack niggas die tonight Chorus verese 2: Young Bahama Commin Ready gettin high like a chevy/ holdin a medi/ but duckin da feddies/ but stackin chetty/gat dat connect like da telly/Yall boys b broke like da levi’s/I get paper like confetti/Go deep up in ya girl belly./ dem boys fear me hear me cause dey too scarey/bass heavy ni cud hold dat TTTT Tommy gun Steady/and when dat thang blow i wanna see brain jelly/make a bitch hit a high note liek R Kelly/i wanna blow but i keep blowin on the mary/why these niggaz actin like bitches, TYLER PERRY?/ no hope to dem bitch …