Rhyme Doublin'

Yo what's down?

Yo I'm concentrating on ignoring shit

know what I'm saying?

yo we just comin' back from not going

ah yo for real you know what time it's not?

yo hypodermically inverted

This is my man (??)

[Verse 1 - C-Rayz Walz]

I'm not new to this

I'm true to this

Fuck foolishness

The buddah mist got you pussies open like a uterous

so strage and plain

like thought without the brain

fire without the flame

mad tracks without the train

So what's the dell?

(What?) Oh I mean what's the deal

Or tell me how you felt

Better yet how you feel

I'm hot and cold

Old at the same time classic

Eatin' so much hot sauce I piss acid and burn bastards

on purpose I invert this

deep but still can't get past the surface

I'm worshipped still in all I'm worthless

I'm so rich I'm broke bitch

Now quote this

You could be Janet Jackson or Janet Jackme

But all a hoe can ask me is "What time is it daddy?"

You couldn't go One D if this was D One

See son, I fight evil gins fuck Segrum

[Chorus - 2X]

Rhyme doublin'

Switch account bank bubblin'

My team huddelin'

Spit rounds you start coverin'

I'm for rumblin', jugglin'

Shine mine

Hustlin' with addrenaline

Going out just to get it

[Verse 2 - C-Rayz Walz]

I'm surrounded by the earth cause I'm shinin' son

when I see a knife I'm like ya'iight where's the gun?

You say take a walk to the store, I start to run

Goin' straight to the top, Understand where I'm comin from?

Soon to bust oh I mean soon to burst

Search the universe, my verse like the black holes outskirts

I'm so perfect at the same time worthless

Eyeing the prize, when I get it will I deserve it?

Rights of passage versus knights of savage

Dark damp rusty nails with clamps (????)

We'll return once you in it orange juice flow

maybe in a minute

walk the head like hats in court

blast hip hop shots like gun sport

give nuff thoughts to mad shit that never enter my mind

quickly taking my time

walking crooked in a straight line

broke the weak links and hearded through the grape vine

[Chorus - 2X]

[Verse 3 - C-Rayz Walz]

I'm the MC in the club that stole your Source magazine

Took your tip from the bar and splashed the whole scene

Visions of me fucking fat chicks on linguini

Nuttin' fast flashed then disappearing like a genie

get head from a midget

juggle six smoke bombs

under the sprinkler system in the US pentagon

like acid on pussy I bubble skins

I'm attracted to sisters with big lips and double chins

trouble ends when the pen hits the paper then

I'm an executive fashion like maturbation in a sky scrapper

my tounge spit impact with more force than gun clips

all these lame nigga's in the game yellin' they run shit

flows cross the border

I'll combat and slaughter

so extreme I could drown your whole team with a drop of water

[Chorus - 2X]