Canibus - Show Offs lyrics

(Verse 1: NDK) [To be transcribed] (Verse 2: Canibus) I show off, when I show up turn your microphone off The road hawk, you look like Danica Patrick with her clothes off You trying to stone toss, you got bone loss so don't talk You about to pole vault then get broke off After I beat you with the crowbar Drag you off with the John Deere go-cart Back to the doggone tribal chief Omar Eat the homemade stone age nose gauge You get faded smokin' that haze in the stone cave Playin' Mel Torme, lookin' at your dead body all day You trade Columbian ye for North American handmade crochet The swap shop for Hip Hop Black Ops How much for that gun-metal gray gun rack and that black tackle box? I'm David [Alico?] battlin' at the Alamo My job is to shove this barrel up your a**hole Cause you could never pa** my prime, you can't pa** go You couldn't pa** a pigskin with an underhand throw You wanna show off? I'll show you with the spit boss say I gave out TKO's when TDK's was sent GTO ca**ette decks Pressin' play, the bull charge, OLE! You better off holding your breath for four days Whatever n***as done on the mic, I did triple It's nothing to rip you, I'm spittin' against the cripple Tweakin' off crystal, I X-Game snowball flip you Yeah, to stick around for pictures cause I'm a prick too You born after '82? It's my responsibility to raise you Disrespect me I slay you on Pay-Per-View That's crazy for me, but crazy for you I told you you look like Danica in some f**in' Daisy Dukes I'm the Intimidator, the Nitro Negro Creator The dark Dirk Diggler, the drunk Darth Vader The dub from K-man, his plantation in Jamaica Vlad the Impaler, VladTV a**a**inator! (Verse 3: NDK) To be transcribed