Lyric Check It Ooout
When it s time for me to recline
I listen to rhymes and beats in the waves of the spine
to the brain
relievin pain & anguish
the stangest arrays make me sway and make my day brighta
the hip hop envia.
write arrive a little soona
check the soles on my Pumas
my attitude is miserable
cause in my mind I m sayin here s a fool I don t like
I won t strike his ass in the face
I m blastin the bass in my headphones
a fool don t have to get his head flown
why waste time with rhymes?
I get straight to the point
like I HATE when funk s in the joint
the hip hop is playin
sprintin in to spray men
don t threaten me
or you won t be able to see
when I gouge ya eyes out
I despise doubt
on your part
like I won t stab you in your heart
my flow is drastic
serious, sarcastic
my motto is,
"Phuck with me & get your ass kicked."
And that s the key to understandin me
and if they cool then the foot is what you ll be brandin , B
yeah...
[BRIDGE:]
"Check It ooooout!" (Repeat)
I love to peep a rhyme
first of all I m seein if my man can keep the time
if he go off beat, and it s on purpose
he gotta come back on the beat
or the effort is worthless
I like ot hear a cool flow
but if it s identical to another, he a fool for it
ya gotta build,
upon skills
and all that copy that most popular rapper shit can get killed
I like a nigga who is quick witted
cause it make me feel like I do, when I come from where my dick
splitted
and I admit it, it s a joy
when I hear a nigga avoid the wack and make em paranoid
I loves niggas who talk shit
cause that s my department
I got somethin for anyone who starts shit
cause I m relentless
with a sentence
a jail sentence, after I beat you senseless
I like niggas when they add rhymes, mad rhymes
then I laugh at niggas who fell off and had rhymes
just some descriptions of what I like to listen to
with my Bruce Banner scanner point of view... ( Pe-urnnnn )
[BRIDGE]
Now I m bout to clown a bitch
she made my eyebrows twitch
cause she s rich
yeah, real funny
she makes some money
for puttin other niggas down
you nuthin but a clown
you can t write
and you re not bright
you fail to notice the dopeness
cause you have no insight
you need to quit
you ain t shit
you need to get a lesson, in hip hop detection
and you re next in my list to jack
it s a fact not fiction
bitch, stop ya bitchin
you write articles
I ma rip apart ya skull
cause ya dull
not entertainin
I ma put ya brain in orbit
cause I m morbid
thinkin a new ways to kill ya
and yo,
I feel ya
ya too critical
and ain t got a bit a pull
just admit it fool
before we get rid of you
a rolling stone gathers no moss
and now who will pay the cost
and afterwards get lost
hit the dirt, before you get hurt
I eat stupid bitches like you and a rhyme for dessert
I bet you never get no dick
you make me so sick
so my pistol is loaded...
[BRIDGE]
I listen to rhymes and beats in the waves of the spine
to the brain
relievin pain & anguish
the stangest arrays make me sway and make my day brighta
the hip hop envia.
write arrive a little soona
check the soles on my Pumas
my attitude is miserable
cause in my mind I m sayin here s a fool I don t like
I won t strike his ass in the face
I m blastin the bass in my headphones
a fool don t have to get his head flown
why waste time with rhymes?
I get straight to the point
like I HATE when funk s in the joint
the hip hop is playin
sprintin in to spray men
don t threaten me
or you won t be able to see
when I gouge ya eyes out
I despise doubt
on your part
like I won t stab you in your heart
my flow is drastic
serious, sarcastic
my motto is,
"Phuck with me & get your ass kicked."
And that s the key to understandin me
and if they cool then the foot is what you ll be brandin , B
yeah...
[BRIDGE:]
"Check It ooooout!" (Repeat)
I love to peep a rhyme
first of all I m seein if my man can keep the time
if he go off beat, and it s on purpose
he gotta come back on the beat
or the effort is worthless
I like ot hear a cool flow
but if it s identical to another, he a fool for it
ya gotta build,
upon skills
and all that copy that most popular rapper shit can get killed
I like a nigga who is quick witted
cause it make me feel like I do, when I come from where my dick
splitted
and I admit it, it s a joy
when I hear a nigga avoid the wack and make em paranoid
I loves niggas who talk shit
cause that s my department
I got somethin for anyone who starts shit
cause I m relentless
with a sentence
a jail sentence, after I beat you senseless
I like niggas when they add rhymes, mad rhymes
then I laugh at niggas who fell off and had rhymes
just some descriptions of what I like to listen to
with my Bruce Banner scanner point of view... ( Pe-urnnnn )
[BRIDGE]
Now I m bout to clown a bitch
she made my eyebrows twitch
cause she s rich
yeah, real funny
she makes some money
for puttin other niggas down
you nuthin but a clown
you can t write
and you re not bright
you fail to notice the dopeness
cause you have no insight
you need to quit
you ain t shit
you need to get a lesson, in hip hop detection
and you re next in my list to jack
it s a fact not fiction
bitch, stop ya bitchin
you write articles
I ma rip apart ya skull
cause ya dull
not entertainin
I ma put ya brain in orbit
cause I m morbid
thinkin a new ways to kill ya
and yo,
I feel ya
ya too critical
and ain t got a bit a pull
just admit it fool
before we get rid of you
a rolling stone gathers no moss
and now who will pay the cost
and afterwards get lost
hit the dirt, before you get hurt
I eat stupid bitches like you and a rhyme for dessert
I bet you never get no dick
you make me so sick
so my pistol is loaded...
[BRIDGE]
