Show Stopper

You shoulda backed out – got out my lobby

Rap faster than ricky bobby; just another hobby

you aint first you last pick in every sport you participated

waited to get picked but the feeling wasn’t reciprocated

hated so you ate your feelings overweight at 8

only dated like one time….. but never mated

you were ever straight; you had one chick?

know my rhymes sharper than so t rex claws

Bro — I stole the show

let you your homie ride on your little horse and ride away

I beat you like I just kicked a shiatsu

I really like your name because unlike clothes it fits you

I spit lyrics crypted coz man dis aint scripted

speak words unlisted my rhymes true mystic

Budha be ma name, and lyrics ma game

im in a shoot out and you the game.

I battle like its now or never

so from now to when ever i aim to endevour.

Rappin pacific, south end specific.

Who you think you is? Im a hit you like a storm

you nagasaki, me atom bomb

you know im on a roll, listen to the sound of my tone

can you feel that heat? Thats just my pressuring groan.

kids need to stop talkin that lame stuff an cheer-me-yo,

talkin crap give you a hole like a cheerio//

“s” on your chest with the superman pendant, but you aint a hero-though//

everyone sees your fake,like a ‘folex’ time-piece//

talk about guns, but dont hold-techs just lyin-thru-your-teeth//

Knock one out[tooth] so i when I spit, yo its a wisdom-tooth//

mess around, aye yo listen-POOF!, news stat just another missin-youth//

I spew-bars, so real my face up on clue-cards//

guranteed KO so few-spare, got ‘choppers’ lookin for you like ‘new-cars’//

I am the beast

Feed me rappers or feed me beats

I’m untamed, I need a leash

I’m insane, I need a shrink

I love brain, I need a leech

Why complain on easy streets?

I don’t even talk, I let the Visa speak

and, I like my sprite easter the pink

And my wrist special par but the mule is cooler

I have more jewels than your jeweler

Touch, and I will bust your medulla

That’s a bullethole, it is not a tumor

Red light red light stop your rumors

I stay on track like a box of Pumas

Now just r-r-rock with Junior

I am the little big Kahuna,