Riptide-(Feat. B-WTF)

Can you believe it? Rapper From the hallway?

The guy that rapped almost every fucking day?

Ready to go whenever ya let him know,

But sometimes he got so irate?

 

Caught in the riptide It pulls and pulls till thoughts collide

and the world is seen from the side, with tech n9ne on my side

Ima finna drive it like I stole it with pride!

Finna dip the cocaine in the propane

messin with anyone who wanna sweat the whole game

With a true game to get grizzly with

Any bitch wanna come and get to Nazareth,

Back in the America, I'm gassin on a mic

it's like i'm here to end all your strifes

With a motherfucker dope on and off the skype!

Dropped with the mic on the floor come get the escalator

He finna die anyway you put it with no regulator,

ain't no motherfucker is tasteful got no decorator,

Can't be rappin on this multiplane my lyrics run on several layers

 

Bitch! WHY DIDN'T YOU RUN! IMA HAVE TO GET ALL DESTRUCTIVE ON YO ASS!

 

Yo what up bringin in the Orleans

Running fucked amock with nobody watching their whores jeans

Crazy like my man motherfuckin crazy bone

Everytime a label pop I say hold the phone

 

Bitch You didn't want to get into this fight

Unless you holdin a knife and yo wife at the bottom of a fire

You didn't want to go this way until you saw me comin for yo life ima fight till you tire,

Rappin till the end of my life with some hard ass filla,

You better hope I get old and retire mothafucker

(R.A.P)

Goin off with that beef strogan

Aw no way Im finna die cause he said before I could motherfuckin reply,

Trippin every motherfuckin ass who ever in my way

I'm ready for them get deady cause I rapped way back in the hay day,

Swingin swords like shinobi there's some Wu-Tang Clan in this bitch,

(Regular Talking) And, man for real, on god, you still hanging out with the shits.

 

I don't even know why didn't run. You straight coulda. Now Ima have to get destructive on yo ass.

 

Don't get caught in the riptide.