Young Zee - Plucker lyrics

(Verse) Bust it I want y'all understand I'm down with NBC I got so many styles that could wax a MC I'm a kick a fresh rap and a plus I get dap But the other MCs out here are so freakin' wack So NBC will teach them hey, we will teach them NBC will teach them hey, we will teach them All about them sopps Who think they a** down but don't get no props What he is to Zee, he's a f**ing nerve plucker (Wack mother...) You say you can beat Zee, you lie I freak it on your click with my shoes untied And you are just a never clucker You plucking my nerves you wack mother f**er ("MC s**er" - MC Lyte) I shot the motherf**ing sheriff in sahoras My lyrics go for seven years like broke mirrors Zee be illin on civilans even children Throwing biters from the roof of my buildin The Outz like the Bush Babies Because "We run tings and ting don't run WE" Nah this urgent, someone call the surgeon Zee wash the MC's mouth out with detergent I bar-b-que avenues with mildews And k** crews with the Jews up in Kalamazoo So hey, hey hey Zee going loco I'm Phat like Al without Bill Cos on my vocal And you can put your click, anybody Against Zee and watch me sh** like on the potty I freak the style that be too unheard While punks like you keep plucking my nerves (Chorus) "You are what I label as a nerve plucker You're plucking my nerves you MC s**er" - MC Lyte scratch 4x (Verse) And bust it, the gangsta rappers kick the can Because y'all don't got no work man, the man with hands n***a You need bullets, hurry up RUN Before Young Zee whip out his spank and shotgun Damn, I wax gangstas backs for fun Acting crazy with their guns like Attila the Hun But Zee gonna wait until all y'all come And I guarantee you son, I'm a knock out one Yeah yeah, when I get swoll can't none of y'all hold me I loop an oldie, and be Da Mack like Goldie And waving pistols is not necessary I'll tell you straight up, none of y'all b**h n***as scare me And if I slip and hear one n***a biting, I'm a set it Making all y'all in this b**h start fighting (Uh-huh) And you gonna get stomped to the curb Cause that gangsta rap sh** be plucking my nerves (Chorus) "You are what I label as a nerve plucker You're plucking my nerves you MC s**er" - MC Lyte scratch 4x (Verse) Ohhhhhhhh child, mcs is getting real cheesier Ohhhhhhhh, mcs getting cornier So I umm, I do rappers like a Box and Pop Like body blow, uppercut, KNOCK HIM OUT! The fast ones that flip they tongue The crossover sellouts that's out for funds And umm, the shook ones that quick to run The gangsta rap liars talking about they gun All of them, yeah yeah it's absurd All of y'all motherf**ers be plucking my nerves "I thought I oughtta tell you" - MC Lyte scratch "You're plucking my nerves" 4x "You MC s**er"