Plain Pat - Rhyme Doublin' (Main) lyrics

[Intro: C-Rayz Walz] Yo, what's down? Yo, I'm concentrating on ignoring sh**. Know'm saying? Yo, where you just coming back from not going? Nah, nah, for real, you know what time it's not? Yo, hypodermically inverted. This is my man [?] [Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] I'm not new to this—I'm true to this—f** foolishness! The buddha mist got you pussies open like a uterus So strange and plain like thought without the brain Fire without the flame, mad tracks without the train So what's the dell? (What?) Oh, I mean, "What's the deal?" Or tell me how you felt—better yet, how you feel I'm hot and cold, old—at the same time, cla**ic Eatin' so much hot sauce, I piss acid and burn ba*tards On purpose, I invert this Deep but still can't get past the surface I'm worshipped—still, in all, I'm worthless I'm so rich, I'm broke b**h—now quote this You could be Janet Jackson or Janet Jackme But all a ho can ask me is "What time is it daddy?" You couldn't go One D if this was D One See, son? I fight evil gins—f** Seagram (Seagram) [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) Rhyme doublin', Swiss account bank bubblin' My team huddlin', spit rounds—you start coverin' I'm for rumblin', jugglin', shine mine Hustlin' when adrenaline going out just to get in [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] I'm surrounded by the earth cause I'm shinin' son When I see a knife I'm like, "Yeah, aight. Where's the gun?" You say, "Take a walk to the store." I start to run Goin' straight to the top—"understand where I'm comin' from?" I'm soon to bust—oh, I mean, "soon to burst" Search the universe. My verse like the black hole's outskirts I'm so perfect—at the same time, worthless Eyeing the prize—when I get it, will I deserve it? Rights of pa**age versus knights of savage Dark damp rusty nails with clamps to the amp No return once you in it Orange juice flow Maid in a Minute Walk the head like hats in court Blast hip hop shots like gun sport And give 'nough thoughts to mad sh** that never enter my mind Quickly taking my time Walking crooked in a straight line Broke the weak links and herded through the grape vine [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) Rhyme doublin', Swiss account bank bubblin' My team huddlin', spit rounds—you start coverin' I'm for rumblin', jugglin', shine mine Hustlin' when adrenaline going out just to get in [Verse 3: C-Rayz Walz] I'm the MC in the club that stole your Source magazine Took your tip from the bar and splashed the whole scene Visions of me f**ing fat chicks on linguine Nuttin' fast, flashed, then disappearing like a genie Get head from a midget, juggle six smoke bombs Under the sprinkler system in the US Pentagon Like acid on p**y, I bubble skins I'm attracted to sisters with big lips and double chins Trouble ends when the pen hits the paper, then I'm in executive fashion like masturbation in a skyscraper My tongue spit impact with more force than gun clips All these lame n***as in the game yellin' they run sh** Flows cross the border of combat and slaughter So extreme, I could drown your whole team with a drop of water [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) Rhyme doublin', Swiss account bank bubblin' My team huddlin', spit rounds—you start coverin' I'm for rumblin', jugglin', shine mine Hustlin' when adrenaline going out just to get in