The Weathermen - Columbus lyrics

Spit flows, melt ya team
Catch me with a bunch of ugly
Bitches with low self esteem
(come here girl) got a 22, piss me off?
Pull it, watch your brain bleed
You might have a bigger gun but
Our bullets do the same thing
My clip is Joe Jackson meets Ike Turner
If I fuck without a condom be
Concerned cause I might burn her
Ain't a nigga on my level
When it comes to spitting
I'll battle the devil make all of
His demons turn against him is fast
I run through sixteen bars faster
Than an alcoholic flash
I'm out with all this ass
Drinking full liquor only model chicks
The catch is they freaks and full figured
I'm no joke tonight
I'll use the Glock to smoke the mic
And I'ma stab the engineer if he
Don't mix the vocals right
You won't stop this vigorous flow coming
Cause you don't got shit like
A nigga with no stomach