Sparky D - Never Ran, Never Will lyrics

Man, let me finish this album, cause I'm tired of these females, you know what I'm saying? I taught most of 'em what they know already. I'm tired of 'em ignoring the fact. You understand what I'm saying, homegirls? So I should just let 'em know where I'm coming from. Cause I'm Sparky D I'm not taking no shorts, nor playing no sports Taking out emcees of all sorts Cause I was taught when I fought, growing up in Brownsville Not to run, but to gun, and to go for the k** So I apply this lesson, keep emcees fessin' So when they try to diss, they know that they're messin' With the queen bee, see my rhymes'll cold sting ya To the T-O-P is where Wiz and I'll bring ya Hypnotize, tranquilize, lady MC slayer Never ran, never will, if I do, I'll pay ya 372 Blake Avenue is where Spark got her smarts, and learned how to do Much damage, much terror, on the mic no errors Allowed, just I'm proud, to say that I'm def My courage and my voice makes me the best In a battle, no coward, in fact, I'm like Howard Cossell, can't you tell by the way that I rap? I make soft s**ers melt, and people stand and clap Cause I'm the Spark to the D, and I come from the 'Ville If you think about chasin', never ran, never will So Grand Creator on the faders, capture all invaders If you see a s**er, cut him, don't like perpetrators Seen a dog in the street with foam in the mouth Instead of running, I confront him, cold cursing him out Cause fright is for the lightweight chumps of the world See my momma taught me to be a tough little girl Cause living in Brooklyn means to always be lookin' Out, I watched my back, and I stayed on guard In a MC battle I stayed unscarred Cause I'm the Spark, the Joan of Arc, of emceein' Like the US had Libya, you'll be fleein' To higher, and drier, and safer grounds Sparky D is on the mic and I come from Browns Ville that is, yes I say Never ran never will, no not today Able to defend, bend plastic emcees Like a baseball bat, I'll break you down to your knees Cause I'm Sparky from the 'Ville, never ran, never will Brooklyn's in the house, so let's get ill Now that I got my point across, K-Wiz, pa** me my Mountain Dew It's 1988, I made this album for you Take my advice: drink Mountain Dew