Lyric That s How We Rip Shit
Check out the way John does it.
I thought I had competition but they really wasn t.
Was it an ill u sion,
the way my bug shit seemed to bruise men?
Yo, I kill em with my weak raps.
You heard Casual s new shit?
Man, you need to peep that.
Super EP,
we treat the trooper to.
There be no nigga alive I can t beat,
but Snupe find me,
and who ll try me,
I ll stomp ya.
T-more said, "Casual s a monster."
I use my mutant powers on niggas shootin sour rhymes.
Hiero it s our time,
so start to panic, cause doper there is.
Niggas perish tryin to compare their s to this weak shit,
but it really ain t happenin . I start slappin men,
tell em I m the best and they react with friends.
[CHORUS:]
"This is how we rip shit. (repeat)"
Incorrect, when you wreck rhymes,
then respect you collect all the time.
I m your mentor sent for your entertainment.
Kid, you ll get your brain kicked,
stop tryin to do that strange shit.
I m
rockin mics like cocaine dime
when you jock you slow-brain,
I muster strength to bust ya with,
bust your riff, that s a no-no.
Yo peep my promo,
see how the flow go.
Surprise,
I chastise and devise
a flow you despise,
I m the assaulter
who ll alter your brain
when I clipped your sensory nerves
we fence to be heard.
Bubbling buffoons get bombarded,
but they don t come hard with
beats, besides that blundering bulllshit.
I pull kids back, I m snatchin
progress, catchin calamity,
the famine G s, the ones you not matchin .
And that s on the real, I repeal steel
for any contendant
I send it,
because I intended to wreck shit,
collect clits
and disrespect kids.
Then I m headed for the exit.
[CHORUS:]
"This is how we rip shit. (several times)"
From my standpoint,
I can point and pick you out,
kick you out,
you slick,
you doubt my skills,
where he stood he lies still,
decayin .
These guys ain t playin
when we tries to slay men.
Leave or recieve the cleaver
that ll relieve you of your life.
Battle me and that ll be your downfall.
I surround all MC pests with the best
skills.
And still you do not be fresh.
We testmicrophones with prolificness,
and if it s a doozy,
well
I shouldn t be choosy.
Just, ripping at will,
I m stripping the skill
off the run of the mill MC.
My whole goal
is to control your brain.
I take the flimsy,
and make them practice
so they come back with some harder shit,
try to follow the flow
and see how hard it gets.
[CHORUS:]
Yo, this is how we rip shit (etc., etc.)
I thought I had competition but they really wasn t.
Was it an ill u sion,
the way my bug shit seemed to bruise men?
Yo, I kill em with my weak raps.
You heard Casual s new shit?
Man, you need to peep that.
Super EP,
we treat the trooper to.
There be no nigga alive I can t beat,
but Snupe find me,
and who ll try me,
I ll stomp ya.
T-more said, "Casual s a monster."
I use my mutant powers on niggas shootin sour rhymes.
Hiero it s our time,
so start to panic, cause doper there is.
Niggas perish tryin to compare their s to this weak shit,
but it really ain t happenin . I start slappin men,
tell em I m the best and they react with friends.
[CHORUS:]
"This is how we rip shit. (repeat)"
Incorrect, when you wreck rhymes,
then respect you collect all the time.
I m your mentor sent for your entertainment.
Kid, you ll get your brain kicked,
stop tryin to do that strange shit.
I m
rockin mics like cocaine dime
when you jock you slow-brain,
I muster strength to bust ya with,
bust your riff, that s a no-no.
Yo peep my promo,
see how the flow go.
Surprise,
I chastise and devise
a flow you despise,
I m the assaulter
who ll alter your brain
when I clipped your sensory nerves
we fence to be heard.
Bubbling buffoons get bombarded,
but they don t come hard with
beats, besides that blundering bulllshit.
I pull kids back, I m snatchin
progress, catchin calamity,
the famine G s, the ones you not matchin .
And that s on the real, I repeal steel
for any contendant
I send it,
because I intended to wreck shit,
collect clits
and disrespect kids.
Then I m headed for the exit.
[CHORUS:]
"This is how we rip shit. (several times)"
From my standpoint,
I can point and pick you out,
kick you out,
you slick,
you doubt my skills,
where he stood he lies still,
decayin .
These guys ain t playin
when we tries to slay men.
Leave or recieve the cleaver
that ll relieve you of your life.
Battle me and that ll be your downfall.
I surround all MC pests with the best
skills.
And still you do not be fresh.
We testmicrophones with prolificness,
and if it s a doozy,
well
I shouldn t be choosy.
Just, ripping at will,
I m stripping the skill
off the run of the mill MC.
My whole goal
is to control your brain.
I take the flimsy,
and make them practice
so they come back with some harder shit,
try to follow the flow
and see how hard it gets.
[CHORUS:]
Yo, this is how we rip shit (etc., etc.)
