Rob Lewis - Peel lyrics

"Gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" (2X) [Nine] I'm pullin up on the scene in my limousine Pocket full of green, voice full of mean Rhymes out the a** plus I'm fast at freestyle Get a lil wild and profile my ill style Numba won contender that's me, N-I-N-E Nine I'm prime-time, paid and livin lovely Messin heads up who thought I was wack or just a-ight NAHHHH, I'm one of the best to ever touch a mic Soon to be shown, soon to be proved By the album take it home put the needle to the groove See what I'm sayin - mad originality Recognize give props and shape the ground til it'll fit me You won't be around another second When I'm wreckin deadly mic-checkin armageddeon off I'm lettin I wet you like microwave pizza in the blender It's written on my face, numba won contender Peel n**uh, peel! "Gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" Peel n**uh, PEEL!! "Gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" [Nine] Eardrums pop when the voice drops Deep like the bottom of the pit lyrics I spit like a grit sh**, I couldn't stop if I wanted to I'm warnin you I'm dispatchin, I get a little warmer than you Grey skies are callin you, I'm all in you Up in that a** like a h*mo, check the promo Now THAT'S flippin the script, whatchu flippin? On the 4-oh-z I'm sippin, no time for trippin There's money to be made in this trade Gotta blow up like Jack Jack Jack +Jack of Spades+ No question, I'm just like Nas with Smith and Wesson Except you comin out your skin when I say start undressin Give me E'RYTHING, from cash to ring to razor blade That you had up in Sing-Sing All in all I'm rushin like Alabama So n***a peel like a banana Peel n**uh, peel! "Gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" Peel n**uh, PEEL!! "Gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" Peel n**uh, PEEL!!! "Gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" Peel n**uh, peel "Gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" [Nine] Deeper than I was last time I get deeper everytime I rhyme Deeper, deeper, jeepers, creepers Where'd you get them eyes? Suprise, I'm wise to the game Fame don't pay bills, sk**s pay bills You still wanna test me, try to molest me Numba won contender, soon to be the best B Can't +Arrest+ me, not the +Development+ of _Tennessee_ Mad drunk off the Hennessey, remember me (What more can I want?) And when it comes to rhymes and guns (Got em all) It's real like that, pop goes the gat Pockets mad fat, hoes in the back Jim hats in the pockets, gun in the waistband Now who's the man n***a, now who's the man?! Peel n**uh, peel! "Gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" Peel n**uh, PEEL!! "Gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" Peel n**uh, peel "Gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" Peel n**uh, PEEL! "Gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" [Nine] Bob Lewis makin n***as peel Bob Lewis makin n***as peel Al Blount makin n***as peel Al Blount makin n***as peel Fed Productions makin n***as peel Fed Productions makin n***as peel You know the Nine is makin n***as peel You know the Nine is makin n***as peel PEEL!