Wreckin’ Um

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I'm Wreckin' Um, all you suckers that tried to diss me
 I'm Wreckin' Um, all you hoes that wouldn't kiss me
 I'm Wreckin' Um, punks who shot their bullets but they missed me
 I'm Wreckin' Um, in your face is where my fist be
 I'm Wreckin' Um, all you suckers that tried to diss me
 I'm Wreckin' Um, all you hoes that wouldn't kiss me
 I'm Wreckin' Um, punks who shot their bullets but you missed me
 I'm Wreckin' Um, check it out
 Dope verses I'm pumping them, your rhymes ain't shit so I'm dumping them
 Had a fight one on one, suckers swore I was jumping them
 Yeah you started quick, but I came and jumped ahead of you fast
 Talk so much shit you ought to wipe your mouth instead of your ass
 I'm here to punish, this is torture not a jolly course
 You bit my rhymes until your damn teeth caught a Charley horse
 I kicked a funny rhyme and all the suckers laughed at me
 Jordan retired 'cause he heard the Rockets drafted me
 No matter how you try, no matter how you try to bust
 Allah has giving me a mentally eternal thrust
 If I get broke enough, I'll swoop down like a Heaven breeze
 Catch ya businessman and jack his ass for selling Gs
 You brought a bunch of nonsense but me bringing this
 A gun or knife or stick, I'll break a pipe by swinging fist
 If it ain't nothing but talk I might not throw a lick
 But if you know the shit is real I'll drop your ho ass quick
 So I'ma kick another frantic volcanic
 Never known to panic, rough rhyme mechanic
 Women can't stand it 'cause I've never been romantic
 Your rhyme's the Titanic, I'm an iceberg in the Atlantic
 *Interlude*
 Ocean causing a commotion
 Erosion detonator and poisonous potion, venomous chest explosion
 Swoll him up, stomach punches unfold him up
 My Black Book will slap his ass to death while I hold him up
 Yo, you tried to roll but your tire stuck, think you're dope, try your luck
 Boy, I rolled through Hell in a fire truck
 So if there's a chance you think I might not be checking 'em
 Ask your mama 'bout me fool, because I'm Wreckin' Um
 Now I'm down with Islam you wanna know how it's learning me
 How long can I flow? Double forever multiplied with eternity
 Skills have increased, students came and I taught my flocks
 Styles puzzled the genius, confused the unorthodox
 Here's your death paper trick sign them
 To picture me pissed off, imagine every World War, combine them
 Rewind them, combine them again and rewind them
 I'm above, below, in front of his face and behind him
 So MCs I'ma ruin your fucking route
 Rhymes like a curved one pitch, struck their mouth
 Shooting precise, seven shots bucked 10 to 3
 Power so deep the black hole got sucked into me
 You say I'm great 'cause I've downed so many foes
 I ought to join the circus 'cause I've clowned so many hoes
 But either way I kick the styles that break your bones
 Shattering domes, hitting and splitting your chromosomes
 Jack me, I never need a sucker to back me
 I break in, suckers break out as if they had acne
 So intellectual I think past scholars
 So cool I sold a fifty cent piece for thirty dollars
 Yo, intellectually advanced when I flow
 You should know, I plug a mic in your ass and get HBO
 So sucker jock me, all of my foes do it
 Fell so deep in love with the mic that I proposed to it
 Somebody dissed me, so yo if you did it go get it bro
 I'm busting up your face like Riddick Bowe
 I got them hands so I might ding ding ya fast
 You can bring a damn P, I'll stink his ass
 Fuck the Devil, I'm quick to diss a hippy
 I'll beat your ass from California to Mississippi
 I'm ammonia with some rough drama soon
 But since we right here by your crib, go get my draws out your mama room

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Duration
05:15
Key
7
Tempo
154 BPM

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