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Now it ain't too late <br />For y'all to rumble with the heavyweight<br />Get a date time and place<br />We can set it straight<br />I feel the hate like a skinhead Nazi<br />Coming through Smackola Body Head Kamikazi<br />I'ma let you know now we on some dangerous ground<br />With some dangerous sound<br />And my style is way foul<br />It could be me or you<br />My crew or your crew<br />But its all on you<br />So what you gon do<br />We could take it to the stage for a showdown<br />Take ten paces turn around <br />And I'ma show you how it go down<br />Feel the flow now but you're scared of competition<br />You're mad<br />But you wishin you was in my position<br />Stop look listen<br />Before you even start spittin<br />Just cause you rappin<br />Don't mean your shit be hittin<br />With them hype ass beats that you hide behind<br />While I write rhymes to keep y'all rewinding mine<br />Line after line<br />And my shit keeps bumpin<br />You're talkin loud but your boys really aint said nothin<br />And you frontin so hard that your shit sounds reversed<br />Unrehearsed<br />Plan of action<br />Unresearched<br />And even the worst be the shit you kick in your verse<br />Talkin bout you gonna bomb<br />But we bomb first<br />Hit the dirt<br />Cause I know you're scared and unprepared<br />Talkin about battlin but you don't want to go there<br />That be the motto in the year 2g<br />And everywhere you go to flow<br />They gonna mention me<br />Consider me the enemy of wack mcs<br />You can take it how you want it<br />But whats it gonna be<br />Nigga show me<br />Take time<br />Combine your rhymes<br />You're still hatin<br />But the main one recitin my lines<br />Actin like you got love when you see me at shows<br />But behind closed doors<br />Man I already know that you a salt shaka<br /><br />Now you claim you got heat<br />But nigga talk is cheap<br />And if you charge it to the game <br />You better keep a receipt<br />Niggas want to battle me but I can't be beat<br />They try to compete but still can't stand defeat<br />So peep the game <br />As I heat the flame<br />Because half of y'all cats still sound the same<br />You need to make a change cause you look and sound like clones<br />With that same old same same slang on microphones<br />And I'm a let it be known about my time and patience<br />Take one look at your album and call out the violations<br />And name more than 5<br />But you keepin it real<br />Now am I really supposed to think nigga you got skills<br />Come on now<br />But you the pimp you the baller<br />Mister big rap star<br />There's only one real scholar<br />Don't even bother crucifying me with ya choppers<br />I'ma leave MCs with the signs of stigmata<br />Break em off proper<br />Now where your clique be at<br />Now really what made you think you could fuck with Smack<br />Take an ex lax <br />Your raps sound constipated<br />Said your shit was gonna drop but we been constantly waiting<br />Now you're constantly hating<br />Cause Im stacking my paper<br />With the skills and techniques to take it major<br />And you's a 3rd grader on Sesame Street<br />Trying to sound out your vowels<br />So you can catch the beat<br />I got heat<br />Feel me give me props or pop collars<br />If you ain't got one to pop <br />Then nigga start poppin dollars<br />Holla after Rottweilers nigga<br />Runnin up on your ass<br />Wrote a hot ass check and now your ass can't cash it<br />Got your brain data crashing<br />Like you're trippin on acid<br />Lookin pitiful<br />Tryin to fade the unfadeable<br />Killa flow<br />But you don't hear me though<br />Salt shaka
Letra nueva de la canción
Now it ain't too late <br />For y'all to rumble with the heavyweight<br />Get a date time and place<br />We can set it straight<br />I feel the hate like a skinhead Nazi<br />Coming through Smackola Body Head Kamikazi<br />I'ma let you know now we on some dangerous ground<br />With some dangerous sound<br />And my style is way foul<br />It could be me or you<br />My crew or your crew<br />But its all on you<br />So what you gon do<br />We could take it to the stage for a showdown<br />Take ten paces turn around <br />And I'ma show you how it go down<br />Feel the flow now but you're scared of competition<br />You're mad<br />But you wishin you was in my position<br />Stop look listen<br />Before you even start spittin<br />Just cause you rappin<br />Don't mean your shit be hittin<br />With them hype ass beats that you hide behind<br />While I write rhymes to keep y'all rewinding mine<br />Line after line<br />And my shit keeps bumpin<br />You're talkin loud but your boys really aint said nothin<br />And you frontin so hard that your shit sounds reversed<br />Unrehearsed<br />Plan of action<br />Unresearched<br />And even the worst be the shit you kick in your verse<br />Talkin bout you gonna bomb<br />But we bomb first<br />Hit the dirt<br />Cause I know you're scared and unprepared<br />Talkin about battlin but you don't want to go there<br />That be the motto in the year 2g<br />And everywhere you go to flow<br />They gonna mention me<br />Consider me the enemy of wack mcs<br />You can take it how you want it<br />But whats it gonna be<br />Nigga show me<br />Take time<br />Combine your rhymes<br />You're still hatin<br />But the main one recitin my lines<br />Actin like you got love when you see me at shows<br />But behind closed doors<br />Man I already know that you a salt shaka<br /><br />Now you claim you got heat<br />But nigga talk is cheap<br />And if you charge it to the game <br />You better keep a receipt<br />Niggas want to battle me but I can't be beat<br />They try to compete but still can't stand defeat<br />So peep the game <br />As I heat the flame<br />Because half of y'all cats still sound the same<br />You need to make a change cause you look and sound like clones<br />With that same old same same slang on microphones<br />And I'm a let it be known about my time and patience<br />Take one look at your album and call out the violations<br />And name more than 5<br />But you keepin it real<br />Now am I really supposed to think nigga you got skills<br />Come on now<br />But you the pimp you the baller<br />Mister big rap star<br />There's only one real scholar<br />Don't even bother crucifying me with ya choppers<br />I'ma leave MCs with the signs of stigmata<br />Break em off proper<br />Now where your clique be at<br />Now really what made you think you could fuck with Smack<br />Take an ex lax <br />Your raps sound constipated<br />Said your shit was gonna drop but we been constantly waiting<br />Now you're constantly hating<br />Cause Im stacking my paper<br />With the skills and techniques to take it major<br />And you's a 3rd grader on Sesame Street<br />Trying to sound out your vowels<br />So you can catch the beat<br />I got heat<br />Feel me give me props or pop collars<br />If you ain't got one to pop <br />Then nigga start poppin dollars<br />Holla after Rottweilers nigga<br />Runnin up on your ass<br />Wrote a hot ass check and now your ass can't cash it<br />Got your brain data crashing<br />Like you're trippin on acid<br />Lookin pitiful<br />Tryin to fade the unfadeable<br />Killa flow<br />But you don't hear me though<br />Salt shaka
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