Respect Mine

You know I wanna try some extra stuff with you man Repeat a few rhymes I got man Shoot the shit spit shit in the booth I ain't shit to the youth, shoot the shit out ya group One punch for lunch, have you sipping on soup Bust ya shit then dip in the coupe There it is, P Alright, let me hear y'all say that Um, shit bitch, lunch food, shit, shit bitches Yo, brothas respect mine, or here go the tech 9 Yo, brothas respect mine, or here go the tech 9 Yeah, Penmanship Yo, brothas respect mine, or here go the tech 9 A grammar wizard imparting lessons like catechism Cut out your pineal gland with scissors and the liver Wash my hands in rivers when the cannon glitters Dudes abandon livin' You the son of a snitch, look at your mannerisms You assistant pimpin' we both sick with different symptoms You immunodeficient need Benadryl and penicillin My pen is brilliant and gets drunk off the scent of killing Echo in ya mental like a monk then I bend the ceiling Verbal cathedral but surgical lethal murder ya ego evil Through the dermis like my words are the needle Make em strip like they fiends for the singles It's either that or hot seats like that scene in casino I'm greasy for c notes And dead presidents do what we gotta do to get the rent Hollows follow the leader at your gatherings I've lead events Fuck ya sentiment, make you one with the wet cement And ya gone once you enter it lungs full of sediment And I'm done with the rhetoric Pen is the venom and pumping adrenaline Yo, brothas respect mine, or here go the tech 9 Yo, brothas respect mine, or here go the tech 9 It's not an accident write rhymes on scrolls like manuscripts The microphone's the catalyst When a right gets thrown it shatters ribs and the planet shifts The antagonist that dissolve your aggregate maggots to fragments quick I'm the captain now so join the real or abandon ship The last man standing commanding the cannon extracting your sanguine to napkins Surpassing the casket and it's sacraments You can't imagine or fathom this bastard in action Casually slapping mustaches off astronauts and mannequins Your dude pinched and out quick claiming he made the bail I'll put it to you like this either he telling or escaped the jail Ya dude ain't that smart and never had heart Take a closer look his face it's been replaced with rat parts The sad parts everybody with 2 views a rap star Spit that blue's clues claim a screws loose and act hard When combat starts you first to lose and end up on a crash cart Some guppies don't realize they're food out here trying to at sharks Yo, brothas respect mine, or here go the tech 9 Yo, brothas respect mine, or here go the tech 9