Snowgoons, Mykill Miers - Press Ya Luck lyrics

A lot of these rappers they wanna brag
See they got a big head but they
Ain't got a big onion bag
Meaning testicles
Don't ever try to test the flow
My timing is timeless
My wordplay is impeccable
I'ma disrespect you though
And I have to let you know
NOK is the fam and you know that I rep it yo
On a higher level giving
All you niggas vertigo
Test if you want but you
Defeating the purpose though
Name is Mykill Miers I'm the
King of the murder flow
Metaphors samurai sword that'll
Hurt you though thuggery is virtual
You gangsta on the nigga net
Put the mic through your windpipe
I'm 'bout to slit your neck
Slicing and dicing, I'm Tyson in his prime
The nicest on the mic yo
I'm precise with a rhyme and I'm
Carson's finest you rewind this
Hemisfear's behind this

You wanna front what? Jump up and get buck
If you're feeling lucky duck
Then press ya luck

Pass the mic, I take flight like an astronaut
I'll blast a lot whether I if
I got cash or not
I got a master pot to make a faster knot
A legendary knight to slice Sir Lancelot
Infect you with a disease, let the cancer rot
Kick you in the crotch
Grown rappers that dance a lot
I ain't from Houston but you
Know that I Rap-A-Lot
MC's talk trash they get
They Adam's Apple shot
I'm Chris Paul to y'all when
I pass the rock
Or like Pau Gasol with an accurate shot
Or like Jason Statham when
I'm blasting a Glock
I'm mind blowing when I'm blowing out
The back of your knot
You're doper than me? You know
Damn well that you're not
How you running streets
You're not even the man on your block
A one man gang
You and your man can get dropped
A runaway train nigga and I can't be stopped

A lot of niggas talk a good game
But I be on the push
Man I'm really not playing
These rap cats on the mic really got slain
Crossing my path is like walking
In front of a plane
All that remains is bone and blood stains
Yo, it ain't a thang I
Don't roll with a gang
I roll with assassins that
Are military trained
That kill from long range put
Bullets in your brain
Give me a beer and a black and I act a fool
I grab the pen like a mac then I blast a fool
These young cats wear funny clothes
Like they ass is cool
The teacher is teaching so send
They ass back to school
Ha, they got more learning to do
'Bout to head up overseas got
More earning to do
Ha, the minute that I came in the do'
I had to let you know that I
Kill it with the flow yo