BigTUpNext - Rhyme Beaters lyrics

Hook You mutha f**as ain't nothing but some rhyme beaters Mind readers rappin off a time meter Sign teasers, think you reppin? Blow you off like pine needles Bunch of lil n***as walkin with the 5 feeters Think you hard? Then step yo a** up to my heater 5 meter's is all i need to make you bleed 9 liters Then I run the game and kick you off my chariot Verse And all my young n***a's being lavage im pulling cabbage Call me a none needer And I'm a fine treater, keep a hoe or 2 on the dick They just my time keepers Some fine features , but i dont need'em I'm from where there's alot of dime dealers, and 9 squeezers for a piece of...pie Here comes the crime seakers, the line leaders Streets covered like mine sweapers These are war games i stand tall in my Robins and Mike sneakers ink from the blood of lepers Who's good and who's better But its who you prefer i was raised in the city of steel And lead some saw some said now somes dead Rats get a price nailed to they head Shottie sing em mellonies until they go to bed Blasting gats and pa**ing crack Your still wack, step up and get smacked Jaw collapse on impact now think back to the past when you weren't such a smart a** Yea few days ago now you swallow hollow tips Surrounded, extra loud noises you get hit now you doing flips Guys stop spittin and acting like it's non-written/ Cuz you're reps in bad condition because of your con-dishin/ Writing verses on Youtube from your mom's kitchen/ Embrace yourself like chris angel when I'm lawn clippin'/ If life's a game don't act like you spawn snitchin/ You big boss pimpin rick ross b**hes can get to cross-stitchin'/ biting hooks and lines, I would of thought you gone fishing/ Say they fly then the sky's falling on all these small chickens/ so what i know i can't hit a 100 bars But in one night i could hit 100 cars Driving away, get the cops to come out n play They dont catch me now ill get booked another day Im a wild animal you can't keep me in a cage Zoo keepers can't control me, ill show em my rage I thought i was born into something called free land Now my a** is getting chased by the klu klux klan Skin heads probably working with the cops Always getting away robn shops While a n***a gets 5 years for busting double Glocks Hook You mutha f**as ain't nothing but some rhyme beaters Mind readers rappin off a time meter Sign teasers, think you reppin? Blow you off like pine needles Bunch of lil n***as walkin with the 5 feeters Think you hard? Then step yo a** up to my heater 5 meter's is all i need to make you bleed 9 liters Then I run the game and kick you off my chariot