Blitz 2000

Let's get ready to rumble!!

Big dog like Sesshomaru
(Hooooowl)
Its Avestotle, yea my Klan be wilding
Talk so much shit you can hear me smiling
On the phone, drinking Henny, playing Blitz 2000
Whats the code for unlimited turbo?
Its a show gotta limit commercials
I was going thru the motions like a dance rehearsal
'Cause rappers ducking like i got a special
Tapping L for the grapple reversal
Its No Mercy
Been bout it but its no Percy, thinkin Kobe wit the both Jersey
Still skating on hoes like a roll derby
Only love her if her aura kinda soul searchy
Can't Cersei a Xerxes
Don't fuck another nigga tryna hurt me
Stop
Tellin niggas what you gon do
All that talking standing still, that's a phone booth
And i need 3 more wins
Got crossed now its no more friends
I fill a grave then I build my fence
Blew the money now its no more ends
I got none but I need three more m's
And have them shits doing kaiokens
And kaiokens, 'til that's enough
I'm after much, don't ask for much
Venture Klan from the fit to the hats and such
Plus the kicks hand in hand like the galick gun
See what I'm saying
Its the king of the anime reference
Jet setting, same ego, its just bigger in Texas
Same phone, same number, just ain't big into texting
New whip, spin the block like I'm losing in Tetris
Test this, test it, testing
Test the tester
I'm at the lot tryna test a Tesla
Fur coats like I'm Uncle Fester
Fish tank full of Serpae Tetra
25 on yo fucking dresser
(Nigga)

I got the sauce (sauce)
Got the gumbo whipping
(Got the gumbo)
Got rich, went broke
(Went broke)
But the love no different
(Yea the love no...)
I got the sauce (sauce)
Got the gumbo whipping
(Got the gumbo)
Got rich, went broke
(Went broke)
But the love no different
(Yea the love no...)

Solid snake of the C.Q.C, big boss to this R.A.P.
Hip hop shit.
Guns of the patriots, I'm blazing 'em, who saving them?
Whip the metal gear, Phantom pain, yeah I'm bringing it
Bastard Brats, i ain't raising them, I'm razing them
Burn the block down brought hell to where your neighbors live
Would you like to be Mr. Rogers at the grave wit 'em?
Make ya now life, half life, put decay in it
Your past life, to last your life, you been faking it
Your afterlife, just an after thought, I ain't okay with it
At the wake, while the family pray I'ma wait for em
Kidnap, bringing to the gave, make 'em lay wit 'em
Dirt naps, in the same place, make 'em stay wit 'em
Hate that they all look the same
Leave the blame wit them
On the way
Hit the Barcade playing games and shit
Text this fire chick, she a dragon, so I'm slaying it.
Where the leaf?, I'm bout to all spark, Decepticon
In my prime, always been a prime, like the fallen one
Hail me, like I'm Megatron on titantron
Rap clones, bunch of Autobots but ya'll minicons
Buk for President throwing parties at the Pentagon
V.K. Letterman, that's a better fit and arrogance
I don't wanna have to share your shit for you to share my shit
If you're there for it then you already shared my shit
Real talk, ain't no flaw in us, don't war wit us
Real talk, put a forum up, they boring us
Got some real girls getting down to hit the floor wit us
Got some real girls to pack the bus, hit the tour wit us
Got some glow, got a lil more, ain't that glorious
Got the bag, now gimme the loot like Notorious
Don't move
Won't even have to shoot, ain't that inglorious?
Compare me to the rest at their best
I'm victorious

I got the sauce (sauce)
Got the gumbo whipping
(Got the gumbo)
Got rich, went broke
(Went broke)
But the love no different
(Yea the love no...)
I got the sauce (sauce)
Got the gumbo whipping
(Got the gumbo)
Got rich, went broke
(Went broke)
But the love no different
(Yea the love no...)