GMP da Icegod - Miss A Turn lyrics

[Verse 1] IceGod on the track, better step back Before I co*k back and attack while I stack up my racks Eating you up like Big Macs for midnight snacks Your wack flow lacks the sk** to attack, bro So you best know that I'm the dude that spits the flow And you're too slow to know that I'm the next artist to blow No h*mo, but I'm so high and you're so low So now you have to go, Joe, or you will catch a low blow Like Johnny Cage, the flow gets better with age Whenever I enter the stage, I let lines off like a 12-gauge Shotgun, which is the reason why I'm so hot, son It's best for me to let you know +Who Got Da Props+, son Call me the Black Moon, when you step into my +War Zone+ Where I eliminate clones with the microphone And get paid often like the bounty hunter Who moves quick like lightning and strikes like thunder? IceGod, remember the name while you burn in flames I came to take over the game, not just for the fame But to crush you lames in the game for all the acclaim While I go off the brain, I'm a lion you lames can't tame In this lyrical jungle, I make you cry uncle When you fumble for my center, you ain't ready to rumble In my ring for the pain I'm about to bring Taking over the game soon, you can call me King Taking [Tekken] all challengers by surprise when I swing Like a giant, I'm the defiant with the lyrical sting Poisonous and deadly, when used correctly It makes the rap game my raison d'etre More deadlier when mixed with the right medley That is hardcore, rugged and raw With this song, I can reverse Murphy's Law And another MC gets k**ed with a chainsaw [Hook] The lesson that all challengers must learn That the next one who steps up will miss a turn Why does it seem that ya'll flaunting the ones in your wallet When really you could be flaunting only your knowledge? [Verse 2] This one day, in the one way, you'll witness my gunplay What does the gun say? That you'll never see the un-say Better yet, not even see Sunday or Monday It's all about the mon-ay, I might buy me a Hyundai Check your rhymes, they're not even up to par You couldn't even count 12, 16, 24 bars Not even 32, 48, or 64 I think you better write more or hear me roar Like a lion, tiger, dragon, jaguar, whatever I'm forever, there is never ever that is better than Trevor Who spits the river flow he delivers that can make your spine shiver No one is iller, quicker, or sicker than me See how I sting like a k**er bee? You'll still agree, because I hold the M.I.C No MC could compete with the GMP Never the absentee or the amputee