Song Lyrics

Ya ya ya
Y'all get up, this ain't no funeral
You know what I'm saying

Nobody dead yet

Blazing the occasion check the situation fading
While I'm cutting Over your conversation
Are you ready to get down for the boogie
On the breaker 1, 2 what it be I though you knew
It be like mirrors reflecting
My voice projecting break your neck in caught your slickness in a second
Trip u up with your own nonsense you think you got the edge
Rappin pays my rents
You coming up like this a beauty pageant
Just imagine, thinking you got lives like In Alladin
Videogame pranksta in the studio your lost
I sign you off the Stage Like exhaust
Puff on your tracks like dust, you being right here is existent
While your talking bout your flow
I'm picking out your clothes, knuckles heads
Wanna talk I'll boycott your show

Now brotha j did we blaze, yeah eerybodies blazed one time
Didn't we just throw this punk off the stage, for real
Now bbrotha j did we blaze, yeah eerybodies blazed one time
Didn't we just show these mc's the way

Lyrics could make you run like he's on fire
Nothing but highpitchin' up in The choir
Your mind tried to slipp away, I took ur grip away
Now you lay niggas on the stage dey talk nuff flap
But when I blackout the stage they Gone like a bat
Fools be running, nah they be flying
I couldn't catch em even if I was dying
And when you touch dey chest dey harts beatin
Scared unprepared for This unscheduled meeting
Got more terror in ya than poltergeist
I'm the undertaker chilling you on Some ice
You think your freestyling gee
While in the meanwhile cuz you got false Hope from the penial
Nothing you say or got can make my beats stop
I'll dismantle anyone of You community rappers
Like a chopshop boo yahh

Now brotha j did we blaze, yeah eerybodies blazed one time
Didn't we just throw this punk off the stage, for real
Now brotha j did we blaze, yeah eerybodies blazed one time
Didn't we just show these mc's the way

Niggas wanna shoot when dey get chewed up and boo­ed up,
You wanna check me so put some loot up cuz
It hurts when I show you What your skills is worth
And when its on and your rapping for your shirt
Now you walking like you need glasses in front of the masses
With an urn cause your sessions ashes
Eyes shut when I drop the mic like a cigarette
After a battle so rise up
And crush you with an oldschool jam
Having mc's sing to themselves 'cause dey mind ran
Then I continue back to The venue
Show you the place yea where I'll send you
What do I may geen (mean) You still haven't say geen (seen)
The way gurst (worst) the 1st sighting of A hurse

I gave you something visual a flat line
One time for your mind just Remember It was your last rhyme

Now brotha j did we blaze, yeah eerybodies blazed one time
Didn't we just throw this punk off the stage, for real
Now brotha j did we blaze, yeah eerybodies blazed one time
Didn't we just show these mc's the way

Yeah

Dominic La Force