Shut Sh!t Down
Donatello,Donatello,Donatello
I shut shit down like a mothafuckin blackout
Beat so dope make the studio a trap house
Slangin more bounce to the ounce by the half pound
Come and get your fix and tell me how the slap sound
Now I'm bout to rap now, gotta speed it up start snappin on the track now
Get me in the zone never know when i snap out
Ima keep it goin til a mothafucka pass out
Never down for the count man never tap out, whhhooo let me take a breath
K I'm back now spittin like a Mac 11 that be never jammin clappin and clappin til the hammer hit the last round
Hows that sound you clowns better shut ya fat mouth
Before i hit you with the verbal smackdown
Stone Cold in the booth lay you flat out on the mat now
Turn this shit up never back down
Spit it proper ain't never had doubt
Gimme props gimme dap now
Turn ya bitch out into cash cow
Now i got yo attention undivided
You catching every rhyme that i done provided
Drop bombs when the flow and the beat collided
Play Mac Dre slap the Uninvited
Been decided this pen the tightest
And when i write this gimme tendentious
I quit blowing trees but I'm finna light this
Get high as kites get up where the sky is
When the mics in my fist i handle my business
I eat MCs yo I'm cannibalistic
These flows eat ya brain when i Hannibal this bitch
Incredible crazy another level ballistic
Going Beastmode ima animal wit this
Treat any beat like some edible dishes
If you aint know now you know that I'm a man of persistence
Lets see you cats try to hold a candle to this shit
I shut shit down like a mothafuckin blackout
Beat so dope make the studio a trap house
Slangin more bounce to the ounce by the half pound
Come and get your fix and tell me how the slap sound
Now I'm bout to rap now, gotta speed it up start snappin on the track now
Get me in the zone never know when i snap out
Ima keep it goin til a mothafucka pass out
Never down for the count man never tap out, whhhooo let me take a breath
K I'm back now spittin like a Mac 11 that be never jammin clappin and clappin til the hammer hit the last round
Hows that sound you clowns better shut ya fat mouth
Before i hit you with the verbal smackdown
Stone Cold in the booth lay you flat out on the mat now
Turn this shit up never back down
Spit it proper ain't never had doubt
Gimme props gimme dap now
Turn ya bitch out into cash cow
Now i got yo attention undivided
You catching every rhyme that i done provided
Drop bombs when the flow and the beat collided
Play Mac Dre slap the Uninvited
Been decided this pen the tightest
And when i write this gimme tendentious
I quit blowing trees but I'm finna light this
Get high as kites get up where the sky is
When the mics in my fist i handle my business
I eat MCs yo I'm cannibalistic
These flows eat ya brain when i Hannibal this bitch
Incredible crazy another level ballistic
Going Beastmode ima animal wit this
Treat any beat like some edible dishes
If you aint know now you know that I'm a man of persistence
Lets see you cats try to hold a candle to this shit
Credits
Writer(s): Don Brethauer
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