Nine (rapper)
Ahh Shit
* lighter flicked * * herbals inhaled ** some coughing * * speaking through weed *Ahh man, this shit is illAhh this shit is butter right here kidThis that old flav kid[Nine]I enter the room with the bang and the boomand the tune where heat fumes, hot like JuneI represent the Bronx to the fullest, New York is the essenceI've been writin rhymes since my adolescenceHip-Hop gives me love and I give it right backIf your shit is wack I must attackSend lead to your head oh what a bloody mess it's gon' beThat's the flav, when a rapper tries to step to an MCMy skills are grown like a dreadlockI got mad intelligence, so it just won't STOP!You could never in your life slice a brick with a butterknifeYou're livin trife, that's aight, my crew loves to fightBring the noise, and watch me turn down the volumelike chicka-pow, buck buck buck, chicka-BOOM!Not the one to step to, not the one to testIt'll be a bloody messChorus: Nine {sing-song, with his crew}Yo that's that AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh shit, shit!C'mon, c'mon! [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!]Yo that's that AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh shit, shit!SongtexteC'mon, c'mon! [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!][Nine]I get mad when niggaz try to play me like I'm stupidI start shootin like a revolution, or CupidI don't miss, infrared type thing goin onI drop a bomb like Hiroshima with my ninathen move my razor blade like a crossfade on your jawlineUnderstand, Nine is Optimus PrimeFollow the leader with the speed of, a cheetarYou want a fair one nigga? Put up your dick beaterYour hands are flesh and bone, my hands are flesh boneEverybody bleeds, but some fear vocal tonesThe devil didn't make me do it, YOU made me do itYou're spreadin rumors like a bitchso I cut off your switchLeft you bleedin, and needinmedical attention with a hole in your head, I forgot to mentionI react like a rattlesnake when under stressIt'll be a FUCKIN messChorus[Nine]Who's the soul survivor, who gets liver than thenumba won contender, Nine that's me, real MC from the Boogie Down BUnderrated suckers hated the fact that I woke up like King TutRecognize that you're BUTT!Cut the crap, my rap as old as dirt, you get hurtI fill in blanks like piranhas in goldfish tanksNiggaz is walkin the plank off the Empire State BuildingI broadcast, quick fast, to fuck that ass!Leave you brainless when I pull out the stainless steelWord life son, ahh, shit is real..[AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!][AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!][AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!][AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!][AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!] *music starts to fade*[AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!][AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!][AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!]
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