Nick Wiz - Tip of the Tongue lyrics

[Mad Sk**z] Uhh.. nine-five shizzot, in the hizzouse Uh what n***a? Tch, uhh, uhh, uhh.. Watch my style rise like styes on your eyes And battlin is hard, like retards becomin Jedi's Watch the dread fry, submerge it from tripes Born from a virgin, with a eye in her back So where you at -- when I choose to chew through rhythms Makin b**hes WOOF, like they had seven n***as with em MC's is sleazy, plus they styles is easy Fool take that sh** to help son and give it to f**in Wheezy Or Helen, I'm crackin open MC's melons Tonight aight yo, I'mma leave some microphones swellin (Man I be flowin) Whatcha flow got to do with me? Yo I'm wiser so be Pryor and act like you can't see I'm the abyss so wack n***as take a dive I'm over k**er beats the average kids won't survive You wanna battle? Come on and bring it on son I got your whole family tree on the tip of my tongue Chorus: Mad Sk**z (repeat 4X) Floatin lyrics, from the tip of my tongue I swing (swing) I sway (sway) I swung (swung) [Mad Sk**z] Check it I flow with tight raps, n***as get a tight face Attitude's, like I parked in they handicapped space But I wets it, wrecks it when I mic checks it Givin girls my number backwards, tellin em I'm dyslexic Don't front -- you know what type of sh** I'm on Rippin mics of all types, Verbal Master Sha-Kwan You were warned about the Northside click b**h, flex, and get your neck stretched like Dionne Warwick Let me lick a shot for all my n***as in the streets Gettin ill keepin it real doin what they gotta do to eat Compete and get hit with dizzy techniques The only crossin over I'm doin is a motherf**in street So listen, I get in where I fit in and word to God I like beats hard like holdin your sh** in, sit in On the session watch your body get numb A real MC keeps his sk**s on the tip of his tongue, what? Chorus [Mad Sk**z] Verse, tre, who's tryin to leave in a hearse today? See Sk**z has sk**s since your great grandma'a first birthday In the worst way, my styles be diesel My crew ain't goin no-f**in-where n***a we the Forever People Gettin rid of, bullsh**, when I bang ya So MC's don't talk to me, just consider me a stranger Take a toke I hope you don't choke Cause if you ever see my sh** it'll be through a kaleidoscope Leavin marks to embark then gettin beat sparked Floatin lyrics from the tip like an ark I got rhymes to stand the test of time I'm bound to climb, when I go one time for your mind I'm fulfillin my purpose in life, pah (what is it?) See I was put here so wack n***as, would know how wack they are You know who you are your sh**'s saggin, word is bond My sh**'s tighter than five virgins in a Volkswagen Chorus 2X Do you have any idea how tight, that, five virgins, well, f** it..