Grow a Spine

GROW A SPINE
Why do people piss me off.
They get me cross before they get tossed.
They think it's debatable to label A-holes
Stable I enable them as hateable intellect degradable.
They put themselves first and got a thirst
To dig at your wounds they rip open and hurt.
Your pain inflates their egos to grow to a girth that I can't stand.
Their abrasive grains of sand.
They need to face the flames and melt into glass
So when I throw them, they shatter when they crash.
I'll juggle theses verbal hurdles while your taking out your
Ass until my face goes purple giving your brain a mental rash.
I brandish this battle rap as I diffuse every trap,
I got my boyz behind my back rabid ready to attack.
And that's why you look at me with envy,
Because I've got plenty people ready to defend me.
So, listen as the guitar rips a sick lick as
The bass in your face groove's supersonic hits.
I muster all the grime in my lyrical grit so ya
Better watch what you say you don't wanna see us pissed.
So put'em up!
Put'em get'em!
I'm'a knock ya out like a big Mac Truck.
Talk more shit and I'm'a break it down I run
This town, I'm king of the hill I wear the crown.
So put'em up!
Put'em get'em!
I'm'a knock ya out like a big Mac Truck.
Talk more shit and I'm'a break it down I run
This town, I'm king of the hill I wear the crown.
You Ignoramus heinous anus's complain'in.
Twist'in the facts they stating cuz they mental masturbating.
Shit got me debating if my temper is break'in.
To rev the crew up or wait until heat is fading.
So keep your shit talk and get lost
Beforeyou get dropped by some shit you can't stop.
You thought not, bout the price ya did bought,
Now your caught amidst this verse of hip hop.
So next time you try to tick us off,
Accost us in the pit fucking bitch you will get tossed.
Attack us from the back and I will put you in a box
And let this this beat drop on your head till it pops.
So put'em up!
Put'em get'em!
I'm'a knock ya out like a big Mac Truck.
Talk more shit and I'm'a break it down I run
This town, I'm king of the hill I wear the crown.
So put'em up!
Put'em get'em!
I'm'a knock ya out like a big Mac Truck.
Talk more shit and I'm'a break it down I run
This town, I'm king of the hill I wear the crown.
So if you think that your better than me, better than we.
You better step back ya See.
Cuz we'll build ya up just watch you fall,
We'll watch you chase your tail as you fail at it all.
We'll listen to the tales that you spin to be tall make ya think ya
Know it all but we be waiting just to brawl
And the truth is you'll be lying in the dirt.
I've got brass knuckles ready to go berserk.
And put ya in a hearse if you spread around your curse
Ready to assert the worst and leave your worthless life inert.
So ya better stay alert if ya slyly try to lurk I see
Through the murk you jerk leave ya with a bloody shirt.
So silence is an alliance and if you don't want my violence,
It's not rocket science I'm not asking for
Defiance, all I'm asking for a little piece and quiet.
Or you'll us start to riot!
So put'em up!
Put'em get'em!
I'm'a knock ya out like a big Mac Truck.
Talk more shit and I'm'a break it down I run
This town, I'm king of the hill I wear the crown.
So put'em up!
Put'em get'em!
I'm'a knock ya out like a big Mac Truck.
Talk more shit and I'm'a break it down I run
This town, I'm king of the hill I wear the crown.