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Spitfire (The Medicine)
- Listen, I'm highly trained/like/tracks for the El
- to leave you slightly brained/when the pin hits/the back of the shell
- I seen you under pressure/and it's a guarantee that you'll tell
- Unless it's on the mic/cuz you know/ your truth wouldn't sell
- When you cowards/were/in the corner shivering/I was delivering
- things to your people/who was happy I was givin em
- everything/from drugs to fake bills/I was printin em
- I lived in sin/sold home made guns/to wild triggermen
- Stayed scrappin/never duck /sucka/ I stay hittin em
- Gimme your best mc/I guarantee/I'll tear em limb from limb
- You niggas in the booth now/then/makin bad decisions when
- you hit the streets/you get beat/but you have no rhythm and
- my shit/stays on point/like murder witnesses
- from the beginning man/I got better timing than a pendulum
- I LOVE the presidents/but I'd rather have the Benjamins
- You phonies think you sick/but my lyrics is the medicine (I'm the veteran)
- (Chorus)
- I gotta/spit fire/cuz my shit's flier/than yours
- you're just a/quick liar/now your bull shit is deferred
- My quips fire/in spite of/everything that you heard
- It's because my wit's higher/that my shit is preferred
- (verse)
- Dawg, you couldn't kill if your name was brain cancer
- You better off tryin to be one of those fame dancers
- Get away from the speakers, man/I'm throwin flames atcha
- my lyrics are poison for tame rappers/that are sweeter than cake batter
- Hidin behind your boys/until they're leakin their brain matter
- When was the last time you made bones/or veins/ shatter
- I make/days blacker/cock back/and blaze clappers
- I never had a Benz/but that chick/I May bach her
- I stain slackers/and leave niggas wet/like rain splatter
- Ya'll homos/ain't badder/than Q Heff/I'm way madder
- than any goon/or crazed hatter/ya'll ain't of the same stature
- Put you in/pain faster/than any jake/or fake rapper
- You'll have your face plastered/on the front page/bastard
- I take fatter/ liqs/than any champagne passer
- higher than/a plane crasher/my range/you can't match it
- With lames/I stay clashin/cuz it's only on pages they raise 'matics (it was my habit)
- (Chorus)
- (It stays happenin) Bitch niggas/I don't know what to tell you
- You can't/get wit my lyrics/now you sittin in peril
- Spittin the sterile/sin in forbidden riddems wit the written apparel
- I'm the herald/hotter than the silencer that's fittin your barrel
- Witness the arrows/moving suckas from their ride/to the sky with the sparrows
- I'm fittin to narrow/the margin/ between me/and your fav or ite hero
- It's in my marrow/hip hop/and liftin spirits like a Christ a mas carol
- It's no error that I made it through this era I'm feral
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