Ca**idy - Mr. Chicken (Dizaster Diss) lyrics

(Intro) Ca**idy Mr. Chicken Mayhem music (Verse) Battlin' was my hobby, body at the Bobby You must have forgot, boy Broke n***as do it for the culture, f*ck what they told ya I do it for the guap, boy And bat and grap, I'm the king to get back in the ring I got a quarter million off top, boy It's all about the muthaf**in' money It's all about the muthaf**in' money It's all about the muthaf**in' money It's all about the muthaf**in' money (Verse 2) When someone born, someone dies When a gun rise, n***a, you won't see the next sunrise And the gun size, my youngest sun ties With dumb-dumbs in the drum, that's my thumb size And I shoot some, n***as gotta lose tongue Till they get a gun in they mouth and then they tongue tied Look, I write ball in the hook that's off the hook Like that pirate with a patch on one eye Batty bwoy ya wanda, put it an urn or casket With the worms and the maggots, the young flies You ain't in the school of hardknocks alumnis Had a graduation but they ain't accept your application You fakin', you ain't eva do sh** Lyin' on racks that could get you aired out like a cue tip I guess this n***a f**in' with that meth on some woo sh** I'm Method Man in Breakin' Bad, heisenberg blue sh** My gun got click like a kung-fu flip I'm jujitsu sh**, that's that 22 X 2 sh** The 4-4 draw blood, on some Soo Woo sh** Some Damoo sh**, bang on some Piroo sh** You tryna blow, I been blew like a true crip True sh**, believe it if it's comin' off my two lips I used to street fight on some kim and rawoo sh** Now I just stab n***as and shoot sh** Have your body floating in the ocean like cruise ship The pistol rip you apart, you on some shark food sh** I'm trigger happy, but I'm always on some in-a-bad-mood sh** Hot-headed, tryna be on some cool sh** The violence? I'm obsessed with it Put some pool bars in the tube sock and beat you half to d**h with it Fill a clip to the top and pop till nothing left with it Shootin' every shell in the piece so you can rest in it Let's get it, they say I fell off and I'm irrelevant But I'm well off, so I'm intelligent I was sellin' bricks, trappin', tryna make it work Now my paper stackin' off rappin' and off paper work Any time I make a verse, I'm tryna benefit If it ain't bout the muhf**in' money, I'm not interested Big business sh**, I said it then I meant the sh** Extended clips, metal in yo mouth on some dinner sh** f** censorship, but I'm bout to add an album, beretta out You had the hand before I blew a lead-a out Bring the cheddar out, I'm the best with it When they said they had 40 for me, I couldn't mess with it ? Lush One hit my phone and said he had more than 200 for me End of story, let's get it! Friends say they gettin' calls about me Then I got a call from Jagger, they mad on blogs about me Mr. Chicken, the money man, they ain't even gettin' 20 bands and I got a couple hunid grand Who won it, man? I got tons of fans And after this battle, any hater gon' become a fan I did stadiums, power house, summer jams You think I'm the underdawg? You too high to understand I wasn't gettin' cheese, I wasn't in the leads ? my n***a Swiss through the a**ist, underhand This not the NBA, but I was cakin' out like my B-day, before my battle with Freeway My other battles caught on tape was a secret Cuz the labels payed Swiss not to release it Yeah, I been the sh**, I k**ed goods and so many other n***as THat I can't even remember it I can't wait till December hit, it's a Hami I'mma catch a f**in' body on December 6th They put me against this immigrant?! He gon' get crushed, I hope Lush got him health insurance benefit Me and battle rap switched up, but if you think raw left off I'mma pick up, you got me mixed up I got my wave back, I can name drop, name flip and do a scheme But nahwImean, I'mma save that Fall way back, befo' I get the ham and lift the H up and make yo body break up Wiz and Amber, Mariah and Nick The day that I retire from this, the day that I retire my dick