Tame One - When Rappers Attack lyrics

To be perfectly honest I'm not
Feeling some of you rhymers
Most of you small timers are
Just a bunch of vaginas
Tame fans carry 380's down in they wastebands
Write with spray cans
Back in the days they used to breakdance
I got a followin' big on what I be hollerin'
And it's mind bogglin' cause I'm fly
With a lot of them
I get the groupies that'll shop
Lift at a gucci lap dance for the loot
And smoke bombazee looseys
My new stage shows got
Underaged hoes giving fellatio
Explainin' why they don't play me on radio
I'm hard to market with the jar up
In my pocket of the lethal
Bout to make agent orange a sequel
Shakin' hands with people exchangin'
Drugs with the hug


For chronic and con bud in
The middle of nightclubs
I took some time off to dry off but
Now I'm back did you miss me? This is
For when rappers attack

Dues get paid, crews get slayed
By the tools of the trade when rappers attack
Nothing is off limit's, no room for the timid
Emcee's turn into critics
When rappers attack
At shows throwin' blows when
The open bar close
Watching friends turn to foes
When rappers attack
Beef starts from emcee's parts
Who use street smarts
To peep darts when rappers attack

Tamewizzle rock anybody brain wit cha
Sippin' on cham-pip while bangin'
Ya brain tissue
Hit you with consecutive heat
Reppin the street
Dip cigarettes in the leak and
Black out til' next week
My second hand smoke requires an antidote
So breathe slow 'cause I'm dope
And y'all just placebo's
Ask your peoples who the rapper
That you beat for
With that underground heat just like
Them Fat Beats stores this is it
What I spit will break your medium down
Tame 1 aka encyclopedia brown
I think it's cool how I g raps on p's and q's
Who you think made it so
Cool to shout New Jeruz?
The OG without 64 and house shoes
Indeed smokin' the leaves off
Your army fatigues
I be the new Hannibal Lector
From the New Jeruz sector
And plus I incorporate game like John

Dues get paid, crews get slayed
By the tools of the trade when rappers attack
Nothing is off limit's, no room for the timid
Emcee's turn into critics
When rappers attack
At shows throwin' blows when
The open bar close
Watching friends turn to foes
When rappers attack
Beef starts from emcee's parts
Who use street smarts
To peep darts when rappers attack

You might wind up a part
Of my disorderly conduct
I make rhymes to do more than
Just take your time up
Grindin' up words into a dust
And then I puff it
We write out in the public
Where I sell dimes of it
Burn bridges to light
Dutches all from coughing
Black and ever so often
So approach with caution
Could care less what you
Consider fresh and hot
And if I did I woulda opened a suggestion box
While the rest of y'all thinking
You ballin' and act jiggy
I crack phillys and wish that
I could bring back Biggie
And what I spit helps
To identify flying objects
Cliques get addicted first time
Trying my concepts
Unorthodox, I'm from right off the block
With behavior that be having my
Neighbors calling the cops
I don't cop pleas, I drop ease and threes
Blacking out like it's night
Time on cheap tv's

Dues get paid, crews get slayed
By the tools of the trade when rappers attack
Nothing is off limit's, no room for the timid
Emcee's turn into critics
When rappers attack
At shows throwin' blows when
The open bar close
Watching friends turn to foes
When rappers attack
Beef starts from emcee's parts
Who use street smarts
To peep darts when rappers attack