Del The Funky Homosapien - That's How It Is (Disseshowedo Mix) lyrics

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Del The Funky Homosapien - That's How It Is (Disseshowedo Mix) lyrics

Yo! Get the f** off my dick and let me rip this sh**! I write raps And when n***as bite, I clap 'Cos their sh** sounds better now You done let me down I thought it would be dope, but instead Your sh**'s dead You gets fed To the alligators lurking in the moat Peep what I wrote You bit so hard, I though your sh** was a quote But still I'm taxing, axing the competition And any wack men, I stomp & dis 'em Easily And you can feel the pressure, plus When I bust MCs'll be Trampling eachother trying to exit When I flex it The way I wreck sh** is not unexpected n***as just lose when I choose The best crews of MCs And turn 'em into refugees I slaughter a lotta MCs that are the ?Styles I compiles?, and cut 'em up like ?vows? Think to yourself I write the sh** So you can bite the sh** And I'll know, despite you get props (To da beat!) n***as get dropped Sample: That's how it was and that's how it is! Enough with this wackness Enough is my ?check? Enough with these motherf**ers biting DAS EFX I come real when I show sk** (Hey, yo, Saafir!) You macked on that ho ill And that's for real, my flow still Is everlasting, n***as forever blasting Shots when cash gets hot You're not fresh, so you hating when I be just Ripping microphones without stating the obvious Now how much harder can it get? n***as try to flow, but they soundin' like me A year ago sh**, old, kaput, I got loot To the hoes I'm cute, and so I always got boots It's me, so be free to feel the ?Ivy swing? More n***as got my back than Rodney King I feel tight, knowing that the sh** I write Will be exposed to foes, and everyone will feel fright And you'll run and tell your man, "Yo, peep this twist It's real, try to practise." But the mack is Way ahead of ya, instead of ya wack sound I'm kickin' sh** to make MCs back down Got rhymes that k**s, fills many empty heads n***as can be dead, I got 'em in line, like ?Stimpy? Red light, slow that sh** down, bring it to a halt You're wack and it's all your fault