Myk Check - Strike Out lyrics

I'm about to Strike Out and I ain't talking about MLB Hit the bowl three times and then I open up Audacity Smell the Sky, Summit, Pump It, Up, some type of novelty Edit all my sh** and now you're listening to my .mp3 Yelawolf or yellow belly? Catfish Billy get at me Prove you ain't a spineless p**y, show me how you get country! Davis here is only joking! Myk Check sends the message clear Marshall Mathers, Michael Atha, make me your 3rd musketeer On the table tan champagne, green MJ and white c**aine I'm from middle cla** you still ain't gotta put your dope away Don't look at me cross because I don't stick needles in my veins sh** I think we're outta rubbers. Anyone got cellophane?