Fes Taylor - No Pen Or Pad Lyrics

[T-Bird:]
Now these niggas said that they wanted me in jail
And these niggas said I was hot, should of been in hell
And Ville's niggas said I shock like the third rail
I'm terror mixed with a dog waiting to exhale
And these pussy punks don't want me to excel
And these niggas thought I was timber, would all fail
These niggas got sparked up, didn't find a shell
Cause these didn't know T.K.O. was ready to rebel
I excel on many levels, freestyle artist
F*ck with me, amp, you tramp, dog, don't want me stomp shit
Nigga said, calm down, don't talk about that body
Cause they know damn well, T.K.O., gon' cause a body
And if I get mad, Taylor, you shoot somebody
Nerv'll hit somebody, ready to smack somebody
Hotties get turned to bodies, in vestubule lobbies
Ya'll niggas think you hot, come battle me, please try me
Ya'll niggas ain't ready for war
Ya'll talking it, ya'll ain't ready no more
Ya'll talking it, ya'll ain't ready for war
Keep talking it, ya'll ain't ready for war
Ya'll talking it, ya'll ain't ready for war
Keep talking it, ya'll ain't ready for war