Marley Marl - Murdergram lyrics

[Verse] The big showdown, the display of sk** I'm that type of guy so put your girl on the pill Take a family snapshot and kiss your wife Cause I'm like a knife, I cause grief and strife And I'll take your life and choke you like python I'mma do you wrong Any emcee, who you wanna name? I'm one panther that can't be tamed Talking about guns, punk it don't alarm me Got enough cash to make a whole damn army I can't hold back the way that I feel Cause when I bust a rhyme it's like you're slipping on banana peels You're like fruit cake and fruit co*ktails First your title now I'm taking your female All of a sudden you're so proud of black A baseball hat, but you ain't saying jack The ripper is back and you can't escape Cause one of my records'll sell more than your whole tape I want beef, bring on the rookies I got more than just Cool J cookies Rip, rock, crush, stomp the comp, I'm poison come and take a chomp I bet you your teeth'll end up around the corner kid Don't ask me why I did Uncivilized damage to a nobody And I'm carrying a gun if I'm rhyming at the party New York, Chicago, Detroit, LA I'll slay wherever you play D.C. or Philly, or Baltimore I murder the rich and maim the poor Perpetrating in your video, here's the real schooling Country accents, who you think you're fooling? I play Russian Roulette not Craps You're only known cause of Yo MTV raps And Rap City and B.E.T And Channel 31, but now here I come To save the day and now you're getting done Like a hooker, don't drop the soap, crumb The first sign of the battle you little fink Is you see blood coming out your kitchen sink Your mic's a baby bottle son Some say they ain't but I am the one To slice and dice and fry and boil, to bake and serve a nerd I heard a word occurred to him that he could move and wouldn't get Moved on, like a shotgun blast Big mouth emcees I'll bet you none last Cause they ain't stable or able And I boost the party like jumper cables So plug me in and put me on Arsenio Hall so I can battle 'em all From coast to coast, blind, crippled and crazy You use a dictionary but you still don't phase me Listen and weep, you sound cheap Preach about blackness but you represent wackness You're knocking on the castle door but when you fall in the moat I won't see you no more Let's get together and diss LL Use his name and your records might sell I can't believe your band of dead maggots Crawling all over my name I won't have it You better look in the mirror and re-think your plan Why walk in quicksand? When you can stand on your own two feet I'm ripping emcees from Funky Drummer to Big Beat Name the date and the arena You three year old ballerina I can't believe that s**ers try to throw down Whether you're new or older than Motown Just kick back, I don't slack attack a wacker slapper rap They can't handle the format Whether you're suave or smooth Rough or rugged all I need is a groove I display a way to slay, punk play to pay Mr Morris has entered the buffet Some of y'all are sitting in bowls Plates of the hot bu*tered rolls Beat you with baloney, stab you with salami Cause when I get hot I get hot like pastrami Then I make you wonder Why you don't hear ba**, but you feel the thunder You get cute, I'll knock out your tooth We'll be fighting from the lobby to the roof You annoy me like a roach at dinner time Yo Marley (What's up?) It's Miller Time (Nah man, just kick a little more) Pa** the bra** knuckles let me break his jaw When I'm on the microphone I want silence Let KRS One stop the violence Ain't no rivals, ain't no competition Punk, I'm beating you into submission I'm gettin busier than ever before Never more will I slack I'mma keep it real raw Eat you up like a pack-jam Video's more popular than Batman Ripping you to shreds, tap you in the head Then leave the battle looking happy as a newlywed Give me a Tec-9 to spray Save the beef and put it on lay-away I'm in command your man abandons on the table fans will understand Then you weep about the murdergram