Lloyd Banks - How Many MC's (Freestyle) lyrics

Uh! All in your vocals, you've been worrying A culture vulture premature whole n***a for burrying Two new Columbians, you get to choose a flurry When you're money then your rep is fumbelin', here come my curry spin Dragon in comparison, hip-hop on my tail I took the wagon out to Madison, you bragin' 'bout your travelin' Gangster's rapper hastlin', beg to be around me Got a little problem askin', then they flip into their mask again Call my number middle nowhere, won't get a bar Rookie sneek around me, ain't sh** tied word to [G.R?] You on that fake till you make sh**, can't relate so far You little n***as get a b**h a** mark, face in cigar Need that flow of century walk, smoke everybody How many MC's more bodies in amounts you never spent before I ain't trustin' nothin', word to the weed I'm puffin' I make the [?] hard times follow must leave her something Haters louder than my sour stash [?] redirect your coward a** Trap you and squeeze your neck, the hourgla** Resolve will make you powerless God bless the child that has the sense to separate the fake Now watch me shake the state Watch your route, cop'a stop and shoot, young black out the coup Hot pursuit, thirty Glock salute, flurry I come through Tell impossible, I'm stoppin' through Need my lines all back, homicide on track, where your violence at? Silence that! Purple haze, watch me murc the stage, form a circle, pray Heard you say I ain't deserve my way, go back circle they Choppers on, leave the vodka alone, cheese ontop your dome f** ya mind, more than couple times be [?] Comin' back for all y'all left for sh**-list for my ghost n***a Grimy company j**elerry liftin' you get close [?] prolly shipment out the coast Close to X'in' everybody, diamonds flick run out the coup, uh!