Reks - Next 2 Me lyrics

Haha yo dC
Yoit's 'bout time we connected hahaha
REKS let's go haha, Lawtown massachusetts
'Bout to be a problem y'all you know
I know haha i know yo

Feel it's imperative
Rappers get they sedatives
Record is, definition
Given in the dictionary
For spittin' so effortless
Every breath is, as if
I'm the game of Tetris hold any block down
Name any block 'round, I connect with it
Legendary street etiquette
Boilin' kettle with, steamin' rhetoric
Aimin' taunts at the faults of the hecklers
Let go ridiculous metaphors I
Was meant for this shit
Spit tighter than virgin vagina
The kind of rhymer blind
Ya with the necklaces dr jekyll
Mr hyde before I let off with this
(Kiss kiss) Bang bang
Man, I be on some shit kid
Knight Rider with the army on ya
Owe ya honor i was tryin' to calm him but he
Felt he had to touch the sauna
Told him good karma come upon
You like tsunami waves
Forget the problems it's peace
Two fingers waved

Hurt yourself fuckin' with RE
KS, yes Reks a vet, sorry
All these rappers ain't shit next to me

Ya see, rappers hyperventilate
When I'm in a spittin' state
Innovate rhymes
Put your mind on the dinner plate
Ain't a fuckin' line in my
Rhymes niggas can debate
Spit them 8 by 8's with tongue on skates
(Zip by) with the zip drive high to the face
And I don't smoke lye but my mind outer space
I can fly to the gates
Of Heaven with the Reverend, say grace
With the angels then race to Earth
Spit a verse at 11: 00 at a showcase
Flow way beyond your slow pace
Zoo to blow, move the fo's, domes shake
Don't hate don't make me irate
I put my heavyweight bars against
Your featherweights any day anyway
Movin' along, spewin' the bomb lyricals
I'll do to the song what
Mom's do to umbilicals
Rip it to shreds, I'm sick with the lead
Not just the top
But to the paper's bottom edge

Hurt yourself fuckin' with RE
KS, yes Reks a vet, sorry
All these rappers ain't shit next to me

Yo, call the doctor, call the nurse
I got a burst that hurts the worst
Put bitches in stitches, vicious with
Words, pronouns and verbs, i'mma
Beast with grammar kinda
Like literature teachers
Rip to pieces any MC's thesis jesus
I thirst for 16's with spleens with spittage
Admit rather obscene lyrics in doors i'mma
Force to be reckoned with, wreckin' shit
Is of course the one causin'
Vibration in the mic cords swords sharpen
The boy poppin' off of the gum
Got a flame in the belly
That heat up the tongue
Cough up a lung, where I'm from
Niggas stay high, chinky eyed
And Reks symbolize anything fly
Ride Honda Civics slow
Shuffle through the slow
When we too small for hoopin'
So we gotta sell blow
Or we gotta flow like Krumb
Scientifik, damn we lost one it's only right
We hold the torch son

Don't add insult to injury
Hurt yourself fuckin' with RE
KS, yes Reks a vet, sorry
All these rappers ain't shit next to me

Next to me