Shystie - Step Bac lyrics

[VERSE ONE] Understand this, here comes another bad gal lyric Whose more than over pissed that there's not a true verbalist Giving competition to this super trooper lyricist Whose blowing up most these emcees like a terrorist Let me catch a bit of air I'm about to smear another emcees career And there's no stopping me there's no flopping me In the ranks you'll never be on top of me, I'm new hot property I'm hot here, your not near, I'm never gona stop here Why? Cos I got a flow that no one ain't got I'm like a stick of dynamite, behind a mic I'll leave your skin itching like a parasite (jeeze) What am I like? Oh my days Forget Simon said, this is Shystie says I'm mc Shystie, causing controversy On the mic or in your face I spit my lyrics horribly [CHORUS] Step back, you better ease up now Take it down before I roll up my sleeves right now Uh oh uh oh, its over now Its about to get grimey now Step back, you better ease up now Take it down before I roll up my sleeves right now Uh oh uh oh, its over now Its about to get Shystie now [VERSE TWO] Oh sh** I'm flowing merciless, I'm on ma second verse and this Gal is spitting sicker, quicker and I'm getting worse on this You don't really wana see me start this You don't really wana see my heart turn into darkness When I'm storming on the track, warning emcees that You'll never hold me back, I'm on the loose I'm like a wild cat Kick back as I flip my lyrics, then I switch back Traumatising lives with the tip of my pen Oh sh** look-- she's gone and done it again I'm big and bigger than bad to the bone To explosive when I bless on the microphone Got you contemplating, how I wrote your rhymes I got far to many lyrics, just not enough lines too write, not enough ink to spite Other emcees, that I put on deep freeze With my frosty flows I breeze out on these [CHORUS] [repeat] [VERSE THREE] Listen to my policy, because I'm hitting through to solidly I'm causing a controversy because I'm flowing horridly Leaving body frames shook, they ain't ready Can't keep up with my pace I'll leave your mind set unsteady I walk away from the mic with no worry leaving every mic melted and I never say sorry Cos I got that metaphorical flammable tongue I'm murdering, too late your got stung Yes I be that limited addition Come and listen to my mission As I'm spitting on this riddim, with ambition Yes my rhyming slang, You know its nang I'm in the place now people prang Well its over now because the fat lady sang I'm here now, spitting acid like I don't now Burning anything that's in my way or comes near now I'm on to this, my tongue's hot for this Look I've waited to long so now I'm ready for this [CHORUS] [repeat]