Dyme-A-Duzin - Transformer Flow lyrics

[Intro] It's Dyme-A-Duzin Brooklyn, BROOKLYN! LORD DIGGA! [Hook] They tried to jock my Swa*k so I had to transform my flows I got some money in the bank & my friends transformed to foes But I don't need them (NO) no I don't need them (NOPE, NOPE) I dont need them (NO) no I don't need them. (NOPE) [Verse] SHEESH, rappers biting styles never paying homage Tapes is garbage, I'm spitting rounds now my safety's off So name the target Take them apart & you can tape & watch it Blog it & beg whoever's hardest to come take a part in Name an offering, I'll double that & then I'll take it all You think you hard but, I call it management just raping artist Taking prophet, but you so loyal & patriotic That you bend over & take it all. Its shameful dog, I'm facing ganja I'm fried, no tempura, your rhymes are transparent, my flows are transforming These men, are menstruating, relax, no tamps for them Mad they moving packs & I'm traveling lands foreign I would die for this, 11 years I've had to strive to get the tittle, sh** So why these sissy's got such a sense of entitlement? Fake followers & "viral hits" Its ruff for rappers, all that shine don't make you diamond kid [Hook] They tried to jock my Swa*k so I had to transform my flows I got some money in the bank & my friends transformed to foes But I don't need them, no I don't need them I dont need them, no I don't need them