CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Curb Stomp A Busta
IT’s that evil motherf**ker
You don’t wanna f**k with
I’m on a level of my own sh*t
B*t*h I break the function
I bring this Phonk like 1990
Spitting fire like Hanzo
You busta motherf**kers talking sh*t
But you ain’t on this wave
You riding biting talking sh*t
But ain’t nobody notice
You step to me get face to face
No problem busting yo lip
You talking big like you man
And You ain't sh*t But a flea
B*t*h I been writing
And rapping these tracks
Since you were p*ssing the sheets
You wanna talk about my rape
Like it’s some sort of weakness
B*t*h if i catch you in the street
You better pray for difference hoe
I ain’t holding back a bit
I’ll stomp to teeth in on the curb
F**king with the shadow puppet
I’ll string you up and gut you like a pig
All these pussies acting like they wanna throw these f**kin hands
Send em my address and tell em roll up
Oh wait b*t*h you can’t
If you wanna talk about my flow
B*t*h I been better than you
Everytime I get up on a track I kill it
Never going all out on a song
You know I’m better than that
You won’t even take the time to rhyme
Some sh*t and focus on your craft
You would be better than me
But I doubt it pussies never f**kin bout it
Running all that lip
These motherf**kers got no bite
It’s necro sh*t for all my life
We got that magick Kult
And we gon take yo life
I got the blade and
I’m about to slice yo f**king face
And spit
You boutta dip
Shadowmane coming for blood in the pit
Boutta get tossed in a grave
Cellophane no blood on my hands
Boutta get away clean
I’m that leader of the new wave
Necro sh*t I’m waking demons
F**khead hoes so dense
They mock me thinkin all about me
Maybe hop up off my d**k
And make some sh*t without being a copy
You stupid b*t*hes make me laugh
I’ll eat you with some coffee
You don’t wanna f**k with
I’m on a level of my own sh*t
B*t*h I break the function
I bring this Phonk like 1990
Spitting fire like Hanzo
You busta motherf**kers talking sh*t
But you ain’t on this wave
You riding biting talking sh*t
But ain’t nobody notice
You step to me get face to face
No problem busting yo lip
You talking big like you man
And You ain't sh*t But a flea
B*t*h I been writing
And rapping these tracks
Since you were p*ssing the sheets
You wanna talk about my rape
Like it’s some sort of weakness
B*t*h if i catch you in the street
You better pray for difference hoe
I ain’t holding back a bit
I’ll stomp to teeth in on the curb
F**king with the shadow puppet
I’ll string you up and gut you like a pig
All these pussies acting like they wanna throw these f**kin hands
Send em my address and tell em roll up
Oh wait b*t*h you can’t
If you wanna talk about my flow
B*t*h I been better than you
Everytime I get up on a track I kill it
Never going all out on a song
You know I’m better than that
You won’t even take the time to rhyme
Some sh*t and focus on your craft
You would be better than me
But I doubt it pussies never f**kin bout it
Running all that lip
These motherf**kers got no bite
It’s necro sh*t for all my life
We got that magick Kult
And we gon take yo life
I got the blade and
I’m about to slice yo f**king face
And spit
You boutta dip
Shadowmane coming for blood in the pit
Boutta get tossed in a grave
Cellophane no blood on my hands
Boutta get away clean
I’m that leader of the new wave
Necro sh*t I’m waking demons
F**khead hoes so dense
They mock me thinkin all about me
Maybe hop up off my d**k
And make some sh*t without being a copy
You stupid b*t*hes make me laugh
I’ll eat you with some coffee
