Ruste Juxx - Rasheed Wallace lyrics

[Intro/Scratches by KutMasta Kurt] Before game time, we have a very special All-Star introduction.. [Tob1] I look like Rasheed Wallace Choking out a narc ref When I grab the microphone Like Homer does Bart's neck Cards in the deck need shufflin' Like a cat in his 30's Still on some petty earning weed hustlin' Readjusting like Nomar and his batting gloves Weak substance how you phony rappers act thug As a caddy is the only way you pack clubs With 6 hype men overdoing your wack dubs Like Brandon Jennings ya'll just trying to make a fast buck With rhymes about as real as camera edits on a fashion cut Smash in ya gut like Joe Frazier did to Ca**ius But finish the job Rhymes sick You need the Heimlich to spit it hard Kickin large like Ndamukong At the bar sippin Heineken While you fix scars with a styling pen All that time you violent femmes done spent with your verses When you spit it still sounds stupid like Kendrick Perkins [Scratches by KutMasta Kurt] [Ruste Juxx] The lanes open I drive through with the layup Blow em out, big baller on my way up (BALLIN) f** the competition Cuz can't nobody compete Juxx body the beat My heat body the beef No f**ing around Hand gripping the thang Bang! hit em with that downtown swing Crown heights king n***a one man click Mobb Deep dolo Built like Bolo Bars is heavyweight I TKO em (Knock em out) Ruste razor I BK blow em Cut (Cut) now you scarred for life I'm that nice These rappers doing deals with the feds they like vice But I'm a real OG from that hot set Shotty dump call it Johnny pump leave ya block wet [Scratches by KutMasta Kurt] [Gore Elohim] Actual gats factual it fits like a glove leather Snuff king the movies I make Shoot your d** together I grab who*es for medical science Newest alliance is silencers Rip ya eyes out with the plyers My mics a iron tongue to get it worse with gun powder Fake thugs no love brain leakin like clam chowder That's why ya fam sour We taking pounds of that raw Heavy D You in the Nissan with pure flour Scour facilities for clues check new cadavers Toe tag digital magic fatten just check the pattern Sore losers on the court like Shooter McGavin' My projects are black magic séance troop Saturn Beirut streets we hit ya trachea meat The agency Vietcong k**ers parade the f**ing streets Amazing how the 9 milli hit ya f**ing beak Manimal half demon yo my flow is unique Mortuary music how we running the streets You got a big mouth funny now the casket discrete