Ahh.. now I be drillin MC's
when my lyrics spill like Valdez, oil
Bubble and toil, the brew without the bitches
I'm wicked as the witches
Hittin hard as switches
Once again, Ms. Big Britches
Uhh, uhh, I'm puttin my weight down
Who's gonna take DOWN, one hundred seventy-five, POWWWW
Break a sucker down to dust, ah-hah
Do what I must *inhale* oooh what a rush
Now hush, someone's callin my name (RAAAAAGE!)
The only girl to knock you out the frame
Call me Mrs. Butter-cause-I'm-worth it, I work shit
overtime, definitely blow your mind
when the instruments become mental (I what?)
I flow through the dental frame, cock back and take aim
All you cavity creeps, the baddest to be
Start static with me, it's definite catastrophe on MC's
Sheeeyit, Super Supreme
When it's time to let off steam, I'm a microphone fiend
'phone fiend, Super Supreme, Afro Queen
Ahh..
Now.. I..
Breaks them down to their very last compound
when I come stompin on the ground
My territory, I mark it
like dogs pissin on trees, umm, don't piss me off because
(why?) I might go off baby
Flow from the larynx
Take a puff and blow MC's like clarinets
I ride beats like a Yama'
Cause more drama than your baby's momma, PAUSE like comma, HAH
Right in your face it's, live and direct, the
lyrical murderer, you best +Protect Ya Neck+
You can Inspectah Deck over the hills
I don't fake Jacks, I'm not yo' everyday Jill
My, Shadz of Lingo, got more flavor than Pringles
I, shoot the gift, more swifter than Kris Kringle
You talk about, gettin with me, miss me
cause you'll be left misty blue
shit your draw
