Rob Lewis - Ahh sh** lyrics

[Intro] * lighter flicked * * herbals inhaled * * some coughing * * speaking through weed * Ahh man, this sh** is ill Ahh this sh** is bu*ter right here kid This that old flav kid [Verse 1: Nine] I enter the room with the bang and the boom And the tune where heat fumes, hot like June I represent the Bronx to the fullest, New York is the essence I've been writin rhymes since my adolescence Hip-Hop gives me love and I give it right back If your sh** is wack I must attack Send lead to your head oh what a bloody mess it's gon' be That's the flav, when a rapper tries to step to an MC My sk**s are grown like a dreadlock I got mad intelligence, so it just won't STOP! You could never in your life slice a brick with a bu*terknife You're livin trife, that's aight, my crew loves to fight Bring the noise, and watch me turn down the volume Like chicka-pow, buck buck buck, chicka-BOOM! Not the one to step to, not the one to test It'll be a bloody mess [Chorus: Nine {sing-song, with his crew}] Yo that's that AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh sh**, sh**! C'mon, c'mon! [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh sh*t, sh*t!] Yo that's that AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh sh**, sh**! C'mon, c'mon! [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh sh*t, sh*t!] [Verse 2: Nine] I get mad when n***as try to play me like I'm stupid I start shootin like a revolution, or Cupid I don't miss, infrared type thing goin on I drop a bomb like Hiroshima with my nina Then move my razor blade like a crossfade on your jawline Understand, Nine is Optimus Prime Follow the leader with the speed of, a cheetar You want a fair one n***a? Put up your dick beater Your hands are flesh and bone, my hands are flesh and bone Everybody bleeds, but some fear vocal tones The devil didn't make me do it, you made me do it You're spreadin rumors like a b**h. so I cut off your switch Left you bleedin, and needin Medical attention with a hole in your head, I forgot to mention I react like a rattlesnake when under stress It'll be a f**in mess [Chorus] [Verse 3: Nine] Who's the soul survivor, who gets liver than the Numba won contender, Nine that's me Real MC from the Boogie Down B Underrated s**ers hated the fact that I woke up like King Tut Recognize that you're bu*t! Cut the crap, my rap as old as dirt, you get hurt I fill in blanks like piranhas in goldfish tanks n***as is walkin the plank off the Empire State Building I broadcast, quick fast, to f** that a**! Leave you brainless when I pull out the stainless steel Word life son, ahh, sh** is real.. [Outro] [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh sh*t, sh*t!] [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh sh*t, sh*t!] [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh sh*t, sh*t!] [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh sh*t, sh*t!] [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh sh*t, sh*t!] *music starts to fade* [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh sh*t, sh*t!] [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh sh*t, sh*t!] [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh sh*t, sh*t!]