SLAINE - The Showdown lyrics

(*Prod. by DJ Lethal) [** feat. The Knockout Kings:] [Verse 1:] Hip hop is in the blood of the soldier, I told ya* Rip hot tracks till my spit boils over Next best thing since platinum I wreck I'm back like the monkey on Michael Jackson's back In fact [? ] lethal dose in your tracks You can't see me like a cataract, you don't attract a crowd All my young bucks came to get down Lose your mind and start a pit right now Motherf**er get loud, ain't nobody gonna stop us now They wanna take it but they don't know how Let me tell you this is my world, my life My stage, my mic, the southpaw's always ready to fight, a'ight? Big Left, let's put the bullsh** to rest I'm one of the best loyal to my family crest Man I swear to God I'll never let em take it This rap sh** is mine and you f**ers can't take it [Chorus:] Yo we only come out when the sun goes down 2004 time for the showdown Pick your mics up and put your flows down Rack your Krylon and bomb the whole town Only come out when the sun goes down 2004 time for the showdown Pick your mics up and put your flows down Rack your Krylon and bomb your whole town [Verse 2:] How can I spit? It's so much emotional pain I'm broken, insane, vomit and I choke in the drain A tale of a blood trail, [? ] insane Finally you learn to love Hell, I roast in the flame I'm closer to fame, I'm better than most in the game Alive and breathing even though I'm supposed to be slain One day I might snap and put the toast to my brain I'm ghost, adios, I'm not supposed to be staying Some more lightly, it's unlikely There's a million MC's and you ain't never met one like me Put me on another realm, tell em how I'm flipping it Bring me to the mainstream, I wanna piss in it So here's to peeing in pools and being a fool Here's to every bartender keeping me in a stool Here's to all the pretty women now who's leaving the? And f** you little f*ggots saying we isn't cool [Repeat Chorus:] [Verse 3:] They never showed me no love so I ain't showing them sh** f** you and the horse you rode in Posing as if you're hard as? You're folding under pressure, me and mine stay winning We crack fools like cashews Slap you so hard we rip off your tattoos Bad news, [? ] a**a**in and good news We hood dudes keeping the toasters and two-two's [? ] handle that, can't talk sh** and run from me I snatch your Adam's Apple to watch you plummet on some dumb sh** Made a mistake now learn from it Ain't no way sh** don't stay gravy when the beef coming I see [? ] sporadically, your whole style's f*ggoty You're in the shower privately s**ing co*k in the county It hurts, doesn't it? The truth's a mother, isn't it? You ain't even gotta answer that, I'm convinced you're a b**h My existence is this, that of a street soldier These speculations and miscommunications to catch a boulder The power still, now how does it feel? [? ] shower the real, now you a snail, deal With the cruel and unusual leaving contusions in you Got the coroner confused like what the f** did he do [Repeat Chorus:]