Chris Rivers, Big Pun, Cormega, Shaquille O’Neal, Easy Mo Bee - Lyrically Fit lyrics
[Chris Rivers, Big Pun, Cormega, Shaquille O’Neal, Easy Mo Bee - Lyrically Fit lyrics]
Yo, yo, Elaquaz Gates speaking y’all know me
Once again
We definitely do not need no hooks (Word up)
No hooks this is the TWIsMer symphony
‘Til infinity! Yeah!
What you want? Yeah, check it, check it
Something like this, check it
Yo, why you rhymin' like you killin' niggas
You ain’t never feel a trigger
Screamin' that you real
But you’re still beginners
I make examples out you ample rappers
Smack you, make you trample backwards
Catch you fallin' flat then strap
You back in Pampers
That’s a sample just to let you know
Test me and invest in souls
Especially on some flesh meats that
Was left on skulls
Those opposing, holding grudges
Will be holding crutches
Motherfuckers blasting me, that’s blasphemy
I’m old to roughage
Who’s the toughest? As rough as they come
I’ll snuff ‘em any one of you bluffin'
My name ain’t Punisher for nothin'
Keep huffin' and puffin'
I’ll blow your face in
When me and Seis and my ace in
The hole lyrical assassin be Triple Seis-ing
Chasing po-po out of puerto town
Loco ‘til I part the ground
In my coffin tossed into the lost and found
Down in deep beneath the weather
In my leather job six feet forever
Half-asleep Bronx niggas never die
I be the orphan maker
Off the coffin breaker, awesome organ shaker
Work invader
Jordans flossin' often and the chocha taster
Clique vodka knickerbocker, wicked boxer
Sickest monster
March, Scala uppercut them thick
Sponsors you dick-chompers
Incredible tendencies
Dragon blood in the pedigree
Immortalized in every rhyme
Beat you down for like centuries
Impressin' me? Barely! Your life
Is not necessary
I’m Peter Pan to you fairies
Nefarious action bearing
Criminal, lyrically I’m parallel
You're minimal keep on talkin' shit
I’ll put your body with the minerals
Grow a tree, known to be explosive see
No holdin' me fix a thousand blunts so you
Can kinda match my potency
Ocean deep inside your mom’s esophagus
Gargle it and hock a spit
Shut up, little nigga, give your moms a kiss
Pitiful, and we never stumble on the lyrical
Even if we stutter
We will still sh-sh-shit on you
You know exactly what you dealing with
A captivating lyricist
Who get it in with a pen or extended clip
Killin’ it like children in the city of God
We rock Timberlands
While chilling on villainous blocks
You not built for this
Infinite skill is genuine, realism
Apparently I give you a clear picture
So you understand I’m not playing with you
Better ask somebody
Go by my men who show me love, loyalty
And respect
Or your family crying as you lying
That’s my word I’m standing by
The red dot on your head
Will leave you absentminded for acting live
The man who’s wiser advances higher
If you think life’s a bitch
The passion’s dying
You lack the fire to satisfy
The smasher-riders
Thinking they can see me are
Merely blinded by their denial
It’s a clear reminder, there’s levels
I continue rising
You and your feelings are for women
I have the finest
My caliber’s incredible, Shaq is a regular
Hunting down your sector or
Moving like the Predator
Camouflage injecter-a, rhyme rector-a
Front-line connector of drastic measure-a
Round One recommender-a in the splendor of
In my crib I create, send your ass upstate
I’m remarkable, remake, you remind, I retake
I was born this great, you reenact your fate
Fool, niggas in the boroughs better activate
Expeditiously, Shaq will get loose on brakes
Twenty-four hours, seven days a week
My God, tell me what y’all know about me
I blow up your block like a M-80
A blockbuster
Whether or not my style’s gutter
Niggas talking shit, damn
Y’all can’t fade me
You the past, bro, gone like the ‘80s
Break it down, Shaq
A few of these emo got that back black
From Brooklyn to Orlando, we play
Top-of-the-stacking ‘em
We racking ‘em, tray two on the knapsack
Click-clacking ‘em with caliber
Having a good time getting back at ‘em
TWIsM, get wism, recognize the O’Nealism
Soul survivor, I strive
More beats is what I give ‘em
I live ‘em, eat, swallow, and breathe one
Heard you need one
Word is bond, put that down on my only seat
Son
Running full-court, five mics in The Source
Elbows and knees
Please give respect to the boss
The on-the-real, the on-the-regular
The go-for-jugular the rap smuggler
The giving-props-to-Smoothe da-Hustler
Rappin’ is fundamental
Sole survivor in the nation
You face it, the crew next a few, man
Lace ‘em
The bigger we are, the harder we hit
The harder we hit (What, nigga?)
Lyrically fit for this type of shit
Push us in a corner and we’re coming out
Fighting, what you’re writing ain’t important
Not the spite, it’s full extortion
The bigger we are, the harder we hit
The harder we hit (What, nigga?)
Lyrically fit for this type of shit
Push us in a corner and we’re coming out
Fighting, what you’re writing ain’t important
Not the spite, it’s full extortion
Full extortion
Once again
We definitely do not need no hooks (Word up)
No hooks this is the TWIsMer symphony
‘Til infinity! Yeah!
What you want? Yeah, check it, check it
Something like this, check it
Yo, why you rhymin' like you killin' niggas
You ain’t never feel a trigger
Screamin' that you real
But you’re still beginners
I make examples out you ample rappers
Smack you, make you trample backwards
Catch you fallin' flat then strap
You back in Pampers
That’s a sample just to let you know
Test me and invest in souls
Especially on some flesh meats that
Was left on skulls
Those opposing, holding grudges
Will be holding crutches
Motherfuckers blasting me, that’s blasphemy
I’m old to roughage
Who’s the toughest? As rough as they come
I’ll snuff ‘em any one of you bluffin'
My name ain’t Punisher for nothin'
Keep huffin' and puffin'
I’ll blow your face in
When me and Seis and my ace in
The hole lyrical assassin be Triple Seis-ing
Chasing po-po out of puerto town
Loco ‘til I part the ground
In my coffin tossed into the lost and found
Down in deep beneath the weather
In my leather job six feet forever
Half-asleep Bronx niggas never die
I be the orphan maker
Off the coffin breaker, awesome organ shaker
Work invader
Jordans flossin' often and the chocha taster
Clique vodka knickerbocker, wicked boxer
Sickest monster
March, Scala uppercut them thick
Sponsors you dick-chompers
Incredible tendencies
Dragon blood in the pedigree
Immortalized in every rhyme
Beat you down for like centuries
Impressin' me? Barely! Your life
Is not necessary
I’m Peter Pan to you fairies
Nefarious action bearing
Criminal, lyrically I’m parallel
You're minimal keep on talkin' shit
I’ll put your body with the minerals
Grow a tree, known to be explosive see
No holdin' me fix a thousand blunts so you
Can kinda match my potency
Ocean deep inside your mom’s esophagus
Gargle it and hock a spit
Shut up, little nigga, give your moms a kiss
Pitiful, and we never stumble on the lyrical
Even if we stutter
We will still sh-sh-shit on you
You know exactly what you dealing with
A captivating lyricist
Who get it in with a pen or extended clip
Killin’ it like children in the city of God
We rock Timberlands
While chilling on villainous blocks
You not built for this
Infinite skill is genuine, realism
Apparently I give you a clear picture
So you understand I’m not playing with you
Better ask somebody
Go by my men who show me love, loyalty
And respect
Or your family crying as you lying
That’s my word I’m standing by
The red dot on your head
Will leave you absentminded for acting live
The man who’s wiser advances higher
If you think life’s a bitch
The passion’s dying
You lack the fire to satisfy
The smasher-riders
Thinking they can see me are
Merely blinded by their denial
It’s a clear reminder, there’s levels
I continue rising
You and your feelings are for women
I have the finest
My caliber’s incredible, Shaq is a regular
Hunting down your sector or
Moving like the Predator
Camouflage injecter-a, rhyme rector-a
Front-line connector of drastic measure-a
Round One recommender-a in the splendor of
In my crib I create, send your ass upstate
I’m remarkable, remake, you remind, I retake
I was born this great, you reenact your fate
Fool, niggas in the boroughs better activate
Expeditiously, Shaq will get loose on brakes
Twenty-four hours, seven days a week
My God, tell me what y’all know about me
I blow up your block like a M-80
A blockbuster
Whether or not my style’s gutter
Niggas talking shit, damn
Y’all can’t fade me
You the past, bro, gone like the ‘80s
Break it down, Shaq
A few of these emo got that back black
From Brooklyn to Orlando, we play
Top-of-the-stacking ‘em
We racking ‘em, tray two on the knapsack
Click-clacking ‘em with caliber
Having a good time getting back at ‘em
TWIsM, get wism, recognize the O’Nealism
Soul survivor, I strive
More beats is what I give ‘em
I live ‘em, eat, swallow, and breathe one
Heard you need one
Word is bond, put that down on my only seat
Son
Running full-court, five mics in The Source
Elbows and knees
Please give respect to the boss
The on-the-real, the on-the-regular
The go-for-jugular the rap smuggler
The giving-props-to-Smoothe da-Hustler
Rappin’ is fundamental
Sole survivor in the nation
You face it, the crew next a few, man
Lace ‘em
The bigger we are, the harder we hit
The harder we hit (What, nigga?)
Lyrically fit for this type of shit
Push us in a corner and we’re coming out
Fighting, what you’re writing ain’t important
Not the spite, it’s full extortion
The bigger we are, the harder we hit
The harder we hit (What, nigga?)
Lyrically fit for this type of shit
Push us in a corner and we’re coming out
Fighting, what you’re writing ain’t important
Not the spite, it’s full extortion
Full extortion