Tell Em'

I'm in the underground
Upper echelon
You get it, you probably don't
But you got it
Got your girl all hot and bothered
Is that whats got you rotten about it
You can keep the gas
Fine without it
I'm whipping in a decepticon

Wooo
Ain't no telling what i might do
Tell em'
Tell em' right now dude
C'mon
Cause telling ain't like me
Tell em'
You need to Tell em'
C'mon

Tell a fella that i rocks it
Go ahead and lay it up
And watch me blocks it
Step back
I got a step back
Like Steph Curr
That i got your
Attention that's when
I hit you with the Thompson
Welcome home to my catacomb
You write a lean sixteen
I write a fatter poem
Matter of fact you can tell by
How my vibe i'm bout it
Hopped on it one minute
One minute later i'm vibing on it,
This beat is non-respondent
This beat is bad news bears
And I will be your correspondent
I bring wars to front doors
Like John Gotti
I swing swords that aim towards
Your upper body
Land spot on your carotid artery
That's a full size bulls-eye
And i shot a lot of archery
Blood all over your floorboards
Ya' front porch
Looking like a horror scene of sorts
This is blood sport

Wooo
Ain't no telling what i might do
Tell em'
Tell em' right now dude
C'mon
Cause telling ain't like me
Tell em'
You need to Tell em'
C'mon

Stick with me
Let me be your protector
I live in a sucker free sector
We come from a different cloth
That's right i write it in another texture
Rebel with the words
Call me Rebel Webster
Nothing less than everything i got
Is what i give
It's just this business shifty
Give it up to God
I just wish by this Christmas
I could scratch this new house
Off my mom's wish-list
Until then and infinity
I'm going off like a
Chemical bomb
Sickness hits you twitch
Should you miss this because of it
You bitches can rewind it
At any time if your struggling with it
Don't let it agitate ya'
The way i salivate
I'll send you off to meet ya' maker
Smoking like i'm in Jamaica
I think i need to take a
Second to breathe to make a
Move or two to pay the
Dues to make it major
Ooo but wait up hold up
Spilling my anecdote all over the place
Almost eclipsed the quota

Wooo
Ain't no telling what i might do
Tell em'
Tell em' right now dude
C'mon
Cause telling ain't like me
Tell em'
You need to Tell em'
C'mon

I got styles by the stock pile
Pick one
Ain't no telling what i might do
With which one, I pick
On point like an ice pick
You can suck my big pun
You can suck my big pun
I said you can suck my big pun
I'm a punisher
And these motherfuckers
Don't even wan't no fun with it
They just in it for the cream
And they don't come with it
I go dumb with it
Snaring the drum with it
Airing it out on the track
Until i'm done with it
Ya' favorite rappers a rat
He's only in it for the cheese
Throw a piece in the trap
Throw up all over M-C's
Yo i yak when i rap
Rest in peace to the track
Yo this shit is a wrap
I'm mean with the skills
I'm ill with the skills
And i mean ill will
Like the eyes in the hills

Wooo
Ain't no telling what i might do
Tell em'
Tell em' right now dude
C'mon
Cause telling ain't like me
Tell em'
You need to Tell em'
C'mon