Myk** Miers - Cut Throat lyrics

[Verse One: Born Allah] I'm two seconds from saying "f** rap" And jumping on a plane with a key of 'caine taped to my back I bust like a strap in the hands of Chow Yun Fat Get off that mic it's a jack It's the Iron Monkey, break you off something lovely Leave your grill bloody Like you stole something from me It's your big homie From Cadillac and Coney Ten slashes on your back call you Toby I run up on gangstas and tell 'em to rap If they wack I pop 'em once in the kneecap And that's bangin' fool Check it out I got heat and the knife's my hands, n***a what you saying? I ain't playing Step aside watch a n***a ride You ain't nothin' I can't resolve with an alibi Truth and lies, sponsored by Hen' and Armaretto With a black duffle bag with the heads of fo' devils [Hook: Born Allah] Get that phlegm out your throat and let's go for broke Ego's we don't stroke, n***a what you on dope? This is cut throat No allies, just enemies Thugs and willie's, you ain't nothing you sissys [Scratches] "Sissy" - X-Clan