Cassidy - Mr. Chicken lyrics

Battlin' was my hobby, body after body/
You must have forgot boy/
Broke niggas do it for the culture/
Fuck what they told you
I do it for the guap boy/
In Battle Rap I'm the King
To get back in the ring/
I got a quarter million off top boy/

It's all about the motherfuckin' money/
It's all about the motherfuckin' money/
It's all about the motherfuckin' money/
It's all about the motherfuckin' money/

When someone born, someone dies/
When the gun rise nigga
You won't see the next sunrise/
The gun size my youngest son size/
With dum dums and a drum
That's my thumb size/
And I shoot some, niggas got a loose tongue/
Till they get a gun in their mouth
And then they get tongue tied/
Look I write bars in the
Book that's off the hook/
Like that pirate with a patch on one eye/
Body boy
You wan' die? Put in an urn or casket/
With worms and the maggots, the young flies/
You ain't in the school
Of Hard Knocks alumni/
You had a graduation but they
Ain't accept your application/
You fakin', you ain't never do shit/
Lyin' on wax
That can get you aired out like a Q-tip/
I guess this nigga fuckin' with that
Meth on some Wu shit/ not Method Man
That Breaking Bad-Heisenberg blue shit/
My gun got kick like a kung fu flick/
Some Jiu Jit'su shit
That's that 22 times 2 shit/
The 44 draw blood on some SooWoo shit/
Some Damu shit, bang on some Piru shit/
You trynna blow
I been blew like a true Crip/ true shit
Believe it if it's comin' out my two lips/
I used to street fight on
Some Ken and Ryu shit/
(Hadouken) Now I just stab
Niggas and shoot shit/
Have your body floatin' in the
Ocean like a cruise ship/
The pistol rip you apart
You on some shark food shit/
I'm trigger happy
But I'm always on some "in
The bad mood" shit/
Hot-headed, trynna be on some cool shit/
But violence, I'm obsessed with it/
Put some pool balls in a tube sock/
And beat you half to death with it/
Feel it cut to the top and
Pop till nothing left in it/
Shootin' every shell in the piece so
You can rest in it/ let's get it
They say I fell off and I'm irrelevant/
But I'm well off so I'm intelligent/
I was selling bricks
Trappin' trynna make it work/
Now my paper stackin' off
Rap and no paperwork/
Every time I make a verse
I'm trynna benefit/
If it ain't about the muhfuckin' money
I ain't interested/ big business shit
I said then I meant the shit/
Extended clips
Metal in your mouth on some dentist shit/
Fuck censorship, but I'm bout to edit out/
Beretta out
You had a head before I blew a letter out/
Bring the cheddar out, I'm the best with it/
When they said they had 40' for me
I couldn't mess with it/
Till Lush One hit my phone and said
He had over 200' for me/ end of story
Let's get it Fred said he
Gettin' calls about me/
Then I got a call from Jag like
They mad doin' blogs about me/
Mr chicken, the money man/
They ain't even gettin' 20 bands/
And I got a couple hundred grand/
Who want it man? I got tons of fans/
And after this battle
Every hater gone become a fan/
I did stadiums, Powerhouse, Summer Jam/
You think I'm the underdog
You too high to understand/
I wasn't gettin' cheese
I wasn't in the lead/
Till my nigga Swizz threw
The assist underhand/ this not the NBA
But I was cakin' out like my B-Day/
Before my battle with Freeway/
My other battles caught on tape was a secret/
Cause the labels paid Swizz
Not to release it/
Yeah, I been the shit, I killed Goodz/
And so many other niggas
That I can't even remember it/
I can't wait till December hit
It's a homi'/
I'm a catch a fuckin' body on December 6th/
They put me against this immigrant?
He gone get crushed/ i hope Lush got him
Health insurance benefit's/
Yeah Battle Rap switched up/
But if you think where I left off/
I'm a pick up, you got me mixed up/
I got my way back, I can name-drop/
Name flip, and do a scheme/
But yah I mean, I'm a save that/
Fall way back, 'fore I get the hammer/
Lift the H up and make ya body breakup
Wiz & Amber/
Mariah and Nick, the day I retire from this/
The day that I retire my dick never!/
It's whatever
All these battle cats know that/
I'm the Floyd "Money" Mayweather
Of Battle Rap, facts!/