Punch, Guilty, Cobra Red, Phil Da Agony, Planet Asia - Da Cipha Interlude lyrics
[Punch, Guilty, Cobra Red, Phil Da Agony, Planet Asia - Da Cipha Interlude lyrics]
Check it, yo my presence is, overshadowin
We spit different
Your album's like a bad stock tip
I lose interest
I'mma kinda nice, keep your distance
You beg to differ, that's sicker
Somethin my mindframe can't picture
For 'Pac I pour liquor, in peace may you rest
If only the best rappers die then
I know that I'm next
Never impressed lyrically, shittin on crews
I rhyme first
What makes you think they checkin for you?
So you wanna battle? Cobra gets vindictive
You ain't heard? Stomp a nigga face out
Watch his teeth make love to the curb
Can't say a word
He's layin there emotionless
His head similar to a grape
Crushed from a wine press oh, what a mess
Don't stain the sheer Gucci dress
Curse me when steps in your presence
You can't do nothin less
But respect the na na
Known to chop you into pieces
Like chefs at Benihana, uhh!
Yeah, uh huh uh huh, uh huh yo
Rockin it raw
Exactly who I'm rockin this for
I'm rockin this for, Lyricist Lounge
Hip-Hop and that's all
No stoppin there's more
Droppin this so cop this in the stores
Heard they needed a interlude
So I just had to record
A couple of bars of punishment
To show y'all niggas who's runnin shit
Songs of scorn
I squeeze a fist and crush buildings
And touch millions, man women plus children
Villains and such, "Life as it Is" the LP
About to touch billions
You don't wanna go bar for
Bar with these wild +Coyotes+
That'll turn the spot +Ugly+ if
You out of line homey
Cause y'all niggas done had
Your time to shine, spittin your game
Now that shit is gon' change
Dawg when Guilty bang
You need to really stop reachin
Like it's somethin top secret
When we all know that the only
Thing you pop is Pop Sickle
Yo the game is in me
These cats tried to bang it in me
The way these fools actin
They deservin an Emmy
Uhh, yeah
Y'all should get your act together
And get motivated
My album highly anticipated
One of the greatest a long drawn out victory
History with no mystery, it was so sick of me
To drop concepts, buildin up the reps
Ideas sparked the mind of my peers
Get you in gear
Confident, in my confidant, ruler renaissance
Tour de France, drink liquor for launch
Carte blanche wherever I go
Never repetitive flow
Platin more seeds and watchin 'em grow
Yo, yo fades out
We spit different
Your album's like a bad stock tip
I lose interest
I'mma kinda nice, keep your distance
You beg to differ, that's sicker
Somethin my mindframe can't picture
For 'Pac I pour liquor, in peace may you rest
If only the best rappers die then
I know that I'm next
Never impressed lyrically, shittin on crews
I rhyme first
What makes you think they checkin for you?
So you wanna battle? Cobra gets vindictive
You ain't heard? Stomp a nigga face out
Watch his teeth make love to the curb
Can't say a word
He's layin there emotionless
His head similar to a grape
Crushed from a wine press oh, what a mess
Don't stain the sheer Gucci dress
Curse me when steps in your presence
You can't do nothin less
But respect the na na
Known to chop you into pieces
Like chefs at Benihana, uhh!
Yeah, uh huh uh huh, uh huh yo
Rockin it raw
Exactly who I'm rockin this for
I'm rockin this for, Lyricist Lounge
Hip-Hop and that's all
No stoppin there's more
Droppin this so cop this in the stores
Heard they needed a interlude
So I just had to record
A couple of bars of punishment
To show y'all niggas who's runnin shit
Songs of scorn
I squeeze a fist and crush buildings
And touch millions, man women plus children
Villains and such, "Life as it Is" the LP
About to touch billions
You don't wanna go bar for
Bar with these wild +Coyotes+
That'll turn the spot +Ugly+ if
You out of line homey
Cause y'all niggas done had
Your time to shine, spittin your game
Now that shit is gon' change
Dawg when Guilty bang
You need to really stop reachin
Like it's somethin top secret
When we all know that the only
Thing you pop is Pop Sickle
Yo the game is in me
These cats tried to bang it in me
The way these fools actin
They deservin an Emmy
Uhh, yeah
Y'all should get your act together
And get motivated
My album highly anticipated
One of the greatest a long drawn out victory
History with no mystery, it was so sick of me
To drop concepts, buildin up the reps
Ideas sparked the mind of my peers
Get you in gear
Confident, in my confidant, ruler renaissance
Tour de France, drink liquor for launch
Carte blanche wherever I go
Never repetitive flow
Platin more seeds and watchin 'em grow
Yo, yo fades out