Amine - Oldie lyrics

[Verse 1] Hey b**h I'm rowdier than 20 Roddy Pipers I'm here to spit a cypher with more bars than Rikers Always dead on the target like some military snipers Got sh**ty rappers leaving skid marks in their diapers My disciples said it's time, I jumped off the crucifix Rolling with some lunatics, we're coming to remove your lips And dump your body in the freezer by the tuna fish And leave that motherf**er with your wallet and your Puma kicks Now it's time to show these old b**hes newer tricks I'm big enough to block the Sun and make the f**ing Moon eclipse I could leave the Devil terrified and Buddha pissed And best believe that I could even paralyze Medusa, b**h Hell yeah, the kid is that nice The music I supply will keep you higher than the gas price And I'mma never quit, so you ain't gotta ask twice I'm a soldier for this culture, till they play the bagpipes [Verse 2] Ain't nobody got enough sk** to copy this Underdog getting mad and strong like the Rocky flicks Beating up this beat with hockey sticks and karate kicks If Hip Hop is really dead I'm trynna make the body twitch Resurrect it, I flow with such a pa**ion Lyrical a**a**in to half these cats rappin' Talking about your money when there ain't nobody askin' And songs about fashion? Keep it in the trash bin Cause honestly, half of these rappers just leave me unimpressed I'm rolling with a chosen few, then I'm saying f** the rest Got a small crew, I'm cool with a lonely roster Cause you dudes can't f** with it, got a style like Jodie Foster I'mma have to show them that I'm buzzin' MC's want beef, I'mma just throw them in the oven If you can't handle the heat then why you in Hell's kitchen? Yo I'm beatin b**hes up with pa**ion, Mel Gibson b**h I'm hot as Hell, and I'm cold as ice So if you f** with me you gon' get turned into a poltergeist Willing to bet your life on a bluff, sh** then roll the dice Cause when I hold the mic it's the legends that I be flowing like Never holding back, and never talking coy My raps will leave your kids f**ed up like an alter boy Oooh, I think I might have just struck a nerve They're saying I'm such a perv, but really I just observe This f**ing world, man it's all such a big mess Looking at it from the best city in the midwest A monster came to stomp on you insects Spitting game dirtier than Bobby Brown's piss test This flow is Ramadan Because I'm on the type of revolutionary sh** that Allah put Muhammad on Now's probably be a bad time to say that I'm the bomb But a perfect time for me to say peace, A Salaam