Southern Heat (Remix)

Everytime I hit a mic, I do it with delight, causing fright
My name must be Lee because I cause a spike
In the amount of records played, records made
I'm a lyricist, a producer already use to getting paid
More than can one imagine, and I'm wearing puma suede
Like shaolin fantastic, and it's fact that I'm already great
Don't get timid - around me, though I do understand
Because I'll finish and diminish in less than a minute
Why is that? Because my style is unmatched
To this day I've never been outrapped
And at times like these, I need a new microphone
Because mine's on fire, but I'ma keep goin
Till it's In a pile of ashes, burnt up like old matches
Drop off rappers in batches
Of a dozen, or even twice as much
You know you can't see me so don't even try to touch
Well known in basically every location
Muthafuckas in wheelchairs be giving me standing ovations
Been making more green than lady liberty
I'm the mayne from the Atlantic Ocean to the pacific sea
Me losing is a mere fairytale
Ya name must be Samuel cause you getting chased by L's
I'm dusting the game, y'all fools gotta catch up
Matter fact you better fix them fucked up raps up
Cuz I'm straight from the lands of Alabama
Ball like the magic, that's abra kadabra
Still I'm the rapper that you follow like the leader
Don't even dare to compete, so you just bite like a mosquito
You can't stand to stand under
My whisper louder than ya thunder, yo masterpiece is my worst blunder
I can't be seen, I burst into the scene
I reign supreme with mad Cream

I be stepping on stages, slanging rhymes for the ages
During the time of Corona, I be mad contagious
Like D Rose knee, I break it down like it's spose' be
Slowly or fast I keep a cadence flowing like the overies
On the month on so, whatever never that
Cutting heads like Dirty and Rza, what yo girl do, I sever that
Hahaha I'm just joking around
Cool it, lower the temperature down so it can start snowing in town
And I will show you just how I get up and get down
I catch more beats than O'Dell in the Browns
I breeze on the mic, never fake like a reaction from flight
I faze muthafuckas like I snipe

I lay it down harder than tile in a brand new house
There is no doubt I rap with ease, to you it's a bout
It's about time for me to make a lotta rhymes
I stay tight like a knot while you tell a lotta lies
So now you fall and die, I just wonder why
You slowly divide while I conquer and multiply
How you doing, are you hot or are you Cooling
Fooling, actin stupid on the buddha with the essence of a nuisance
I be calculating like a mathematician
I Play my position cause I have a vision and I'm on a mission
An expedition like Lewis and Clarke
Got the lighter, wonder why I glow in dark
Embark on my ship that done set sail
I leave ya ears ringing like a bell, you barely even linger like a smell
I do this because I love to, ain't no question
Pray to god and maybe then you'll get a blessing rather than continuous stressing
So just listen
You never know that something may have happen until the moment you've missed it
I'm like Michael Jordan during the flu game
I'm mad sick and I'm on fire like the butane
So who can't rap because cause I know that ain't me
I've heard just that, ha, I know it was a misunderstanding
You better recognize, my steez be weaponized
So let me knowwww if you down to ride
Like Dre and Doggy Dog on track 3
Of the Chronic, ima smack you, bitch, you can't smack me
It's about time that I just let the beat roll, Thanks for Tuning in and listening to the maestro