Skribble Trainz - NYM (New york Minute) Lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah uh it's time now
Give it to em boy raw
This beat is from another world

Homie come here with the do-si-do don't f*ck with my ego
"L'eggo my Eggo" Tec look like Lego's
Turn shirts to nets bro open off the free throw
Six shot with the speed load got a burrito torpedoes

I'm dunking on you rest in peace to Ronald Duncan
New York Rubble-Double's always in trouble
Big Ninja I came to warn you!

I'm containing the force for the thoughts wanna distort
Make the space warp take your face off like you take off in a face off
I got a taste to eat your f*cking face with some Bathing Salt

Bedstuy God's we hit hard
F*cking shit up and disappear into the smog
379 years we starved f*ck it right now your problem solved

Ninjas hating the way I evolve cause they rap roar sound like Dinosaurs
Step into the Labyrinth with a Minotaur now none of your top 5 made final 4
Not just built for designed for war so bring it on Busta Rhymes Rhymes Galore

And don't be surprised when I drop the bomb
You Ninjas heard hot shit from Bedstuy before
From Bedstuy before from Bedstuy before
From Bedstuy before from Bedstuy before

Skribble coming with it on top of that in it to win it
Break a Ninja down in the New York Minute stick a fork inside make sure that it's finished
Burn both sides flesh all tender moving like a turtle catch a shell not a splinter
Blood flood on the block magenta turquoise could've been the shape shifter

Left the stage smelling like nuclear winter touch the mic like sticking your hand inside a blender
Hot Ninja sign sealed deliver keep a couple poison heads inside of the quiver
Drinking like a fish talking bout liquor get fishy meeting inside the East River
F*ck the world talking a white liver watch the way I slay these harlots with scripture

Y'all saying I'm not the best I get it if somebody realer than me come with it
Barrel still hot stick your tongue out and kiss it it's ridiculous the way that I spit it
Like a nigga bitch y'all wondering who the realest I am it not Tarzan I was raised by Guerilla's
And my uncle Che Guevara I got cousin's in the Medellin last name Rivera

See I'm the beast from the east and I'm bad for the beats like sweets for the teeth
And I never catch feelings I'm from the "Do or Die" always on the rise always getting by
Never high and I always hit the ceiling I'm out!