Understand this, here comes another bad gal lyric
Whose more than over pissed that theres not a true verbalist
Giving competition to this super trooper lyricist
Whose blowing up most these emcees like a terrorist
Let me catch a bit of air
Im about to smear another emcees career
And theres no stopping me theres no flopping me
In the ranks youll never be on top of me, Im new hot property
Im hot here, your not near, Im never gona stop here
Why? Cos I got a flow that no one aint got
Im like a stick of dynamite, behind a mic
Ill leave your skin itching like a parasite
(jeeze)
What am I like? Oh my days
Forget Simon said, this is Shystie says
Im mc Shystie, causing controversy
On the mic or in your face I spit my lyrics horribly
Step back, you better ease up now
Take it down before I roll up my sleeves right now
Uh oh uh oh, its over now
Its about to get grimey now
Step back, you better ease up now
Take it down before I roll up my sleeves right now
Uh oh uh oh, its over now
Its about to get Shystie now
Oh shit Im flowing merciless, Im on ma second verse and this
Gal is spitting sicker, quicker and Im getting worse on this
You dont really wana see me start this
You dont really wana see my heart turn into darkness
When Im storming on the track, warning emcees that
Youll never hold me back,
Im on the loose Im like a wild cat
Kick back as I flip my lyrics, then I switch back
Traumatising lives with the tip of my pen
Oh shit look-- shes gone and done it again
Im big and bigger than bad to the bone
To explosive when I bless on the microphone
Got you contemplating, how I wrote your rhymes
I got far to many lyrics, just not enough lines
too write, not enough ink to spite
Other emcees, that I put on deep freeze
With my frosty flows I breeze out on these
Listen to my policy, because Im hitting through to solidly
Im causing a controversy because Im flowing horridly
Leaving body frames shook, they aint ready
Cant keep up with my pace Ill leave your mind set unsteady
I walk away from the mic with no worry
leaving every mic melted and I never say sorry
Cos I got that metaphorical flammable tongue
Im murdering, too late your got stung
Yes I be that limited addition
Come and listen to my mission
As Im spitting on this riddim,
with ambition
Yes my rhyming slang,
You know its nang
Im in the place now people prang
Well its over now because the fat lady sang
Im here now, spitting acid like I dont now
Burning anything thats in my way or comes near now
Im on to this, my tongues hot for this
Look Ive waited to long so now Im ready for this
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