Funkmaster Flex - Freestyle - Ras T lyrics

Whoooooh! Pointed at your temple with the intent to k** -> Method [Ras T] Finally, could it be? The long awaited MC, bustin shots from my drop-Z Extra clips, cases more weights to flip Some say.. [Funkmaster Flex] Big shout to the overseer Salaam Pointed at your temple with the intent to k** -> Method .. * cut and scratched by Flex * Pointed at your temple with the intent to k** -> Method [Ras T] Finally, could it be? The long awaited MC, bustin shots from my drop-Z Extra clips, cases more weights to flip Some say that I'ma trip cause Moet I sip But I'm, gettin money so I live like that I can't f** with charity, I don't give like that But I'm known to take yours if mines ain't enough Armed robbery is how, I got free stuff The black a**a**in smash a n***az grill I beat yo' a** down til your girl say chill or I could be real mean and rip out your spleen and push your wig way back to bell bottom jeans n***az fiend, for the rhymes that I kick You say I'm not the best, you wanna bet me a brick? And I'll bet you leave here mad and broke Now explain to your man how you lost his coke Pockets is mad broke, you bein big at rabbit ears He'll have you runnin through the desert with less than underwear That Queens villain, illin again Ras T's on the mic with the braids and Timbs Got to get that dough, with that ill type flow For real, I keeps it ill like a piece of blue steel -> Meth Got to get that dough, with that ill type flow For real, I keeps it ill like a piece of blue .. -> Meth