Cassidy - Rap City Freestyle lyrics

Yeah rap City The Basement
Big Tig scientific
Cassidy! It's the Problem
March 23rd album in stores
Off the top yo check me out

BET Rap City it's ya man Big Tig
Everyday at four we doing it way big
Yes indeed we get lifted when
The spliff comes out kid
Shoutout DJ Scientific
My man Cass behind me, Full Surface
You know how we get
You cats straight worthless
Big Tigga off the top, blazin hot
The things that we got
You ain't never gon cop it's going down
Hey I know some cats that'll
Your rip your face off
Y'all don't wanna face off
It's Big Tig and Cassidy, the sundance kid
Come back around we do it big cass!

The King Cassidy
Y'all how I get when I'm in the booth baby

I could write the best verse you
Ever heard in your life and then rip it up
Your greatest hit's like mixtape ish to us
Stay with a spliff and a cup
Stay twistin up, liquored up
Off the hawk, I henny and hip it up
And my wrist, man I lit it up
My bezel got so many pebbles
Bam Bam couldn't lift it up
But try stick me up, blam man stiffen up
And ain't no stitchin up them holes
Your soul liftin up
But I'm still pitchin on the stove
Whippin up thinkin about them Franklins
Stankin the kitchen up
Yup I be dealin and fillin them coke bags
And been ill with the pencil and the notepad
I been hot from the start
And I ain't just a battle rapper
Hotel on the top of the charts
I deal in weight, got real estate
And go shoppin for art
And dog, I cock it and spark for real

Be clear, me and this kid do sales
We both got hot joints with my man R kells
It's going down right now you seen us
Flossin at the sanctuary out in Phoenix
What up Swizz? Can I ride one of the whips?
I know you got the car lot
And this is the shit
Big Tig and Cassidy back in the spot
Reppin BX to Philly straight keepin it hot
Rap City four-o'clock every afternoon
Grab the mic with five fingers of doom
Yes indeed, album for Tigga is comin soon
Yall better start runnin
Call your whole platoon
Yes indeed, aye Cassidy
He be with me riding right now on the booth
BET cmon Cass bust that ass one time
And come through with that next hype rhyme!

Look Tigga I was never garbage
That's why I'm Swizz first artist
My verse is retarded (okay)
Look I had em in a frenzy baby
Since the lovers with the Frenchies baby
But now I got chedda so it's
All about the Benjies baby
I'm in the Presidential
Getting Lewinksi'd Baby
Ladies, my room got a spinning bed in it
And my watch look like it
Got lemonheads in it
It's exquisite, bright like ambulance lights
You couldn't get this if you
Spent your advance twice
Dude glance at the ice and be
Hot cuz the ish blingin
But try plot and I'll pop
Have your shit ringing
Or get pistol whipped
Have your shit stinging i don't fight
You get hit with the knife
While your fist swinging
All of the chicks singing come to my hotel
Cause I make they cum when
They come to my hotel
I get neck then Tigga is next
I guess 'cause I'm so live
Chicks love me to death
I got powder, power, money, respect
You in debt, I get twenty a check
That's why I'm just laughing
I blow dough, forget stashin
'Cause long as I know what I know
Imma get cash in
I got pills for sale and they not Aspirin
That's why I put a stash in
The dash of the drop Aston