Mac Dre - sh**onaman lyrics

[Verse] Now what you hear is not a test I'm a cutthoat n***a, finna rep the West 'Cuz I'm not impressed by you n***as on T.V Everybody "fa sheezy" and "off the heezy" I know it ain't easy, rhyme-spillin' But that's no justification for rhyme-stealin' Just when I thought it was safe to come tighter Ooh-f**in'-wee, another biter He steal, but still, there's no M.C. coppers So steal, I drill, will treat n***as like caca M.D. Iacocca, there's no one doper Be on b**hes' a**es like I'm a sofa But I can't go for all this thievin' When I start breathin', you punks start leavin' 'Tis the season for me to be stoppin' that I'm mopping cats, beatin' up copycats [Hook] I've heard of starving artists, but this is ridiculous They bitin' my rhymes like Red Vine licorice And I'm not diggin' this, it's gettin' outta hand Any chance I can, I'ma sh** on a man [Verse] Pull him over, make him take a rap-a-lyzer He's bitin' my rhymes like appetizers Put him in jail, throw away the key He's a two-bit, no-good, s**a M.C And he's f**in' with me, M.D. the Great If I wanted 'em ate, I'd put my rhymes on a plate For goodness' sake, he's a man - Ricki Lake Sweet as cake, as soft as they make The Mac got raps and slaps that knock But these saps eat 'em up like Pac Man dots Make him stop, he's k**in' me Gonna make his career disappear like Bill Bellamy's You don't know, I'm sellin' these, n***as spittin' felonies Fool, I'm makin' hella Gs, 'n' you bitin' these like celeries I'm pullin' blankets off the n***as that's fakin' sauce See you in the streets, then you beat, fool I'm takin' hearts [Hook] I've heard of starving artists, but this is ridiculous They bitin' my rhymes like Red Vine licorice And I'm not diggin' this, it's gettin' outta hand Any chance I can, I'ma sh** on a man