RainMan44 - Bad As Hov's Hoe

[RainMan44]

Damn. Haven't posted here in a prob over a year, nor have I really been writing...but here's my comeback piece lol. Feed is appreciated and I'll return the fav


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Verse 1
Yo it's the cap peeler, track killa back again to cause havoc
Bars far past the nursery rhymes they got you all rappin'
I set it off, you bastards is amateurs to the veter-ons
I'm better armed, machetes Tom- E guns, bombs, I let 'em drop!
I blow up ya whole spot with the ill skills I got
You a facade, you claimin' that you real, but ya not
Bomb ya cypher, and scoop out ya wife with swiftness
She ain't the brightest bitch but I'll settle with her for the night, then quit it
And dip off, I took a little break from this,
Let's see how much more I can take of this, 'cause I'm here to kill all
Who GOT THE NUTS, to even attempt & throw rocks at the throne
I'm raw as fuck, once I hit the stage and start rockin' the show
Then I'm dodgin' cops in the drop top Dodge all alone
Doin' a buck fifty, bumpin' Fifty, yall fools cant fuck with me,
I got you stuck in a fucked position you at a roadblock,
Meanwhile I be in the dope spot blowin' pot


(Chorus)
IN THE LAB HOMIE, you know I'ma riip a traaaack!
In the BACK OF THE CLUB, man I'm siippin' yaaack!
Then dippin' back with a bad bitch home tho
She can't cook nor clean, but she bad as Hov's hoe
Oh NOOO!, there go my chances of a Rocafella massive deal
BUT I could give a fuck about mass appeal
I got a passionate will for this, I'm real with it
So bring it back, homie I kill a track


Verse 2
So only if yall forewarned, step up, and get *swept up*
Otherwise, just lay low like a left nut
Bet ya bucks on me, homie I'm lookin' for that Tyson bout
Once the bell rings off I be as hype as the crowd, shove my whole fist right in ya mouth!
And watch you french kiss it, ya spit dribbles and ya just lie on the ground
Adrena-lin' kicks in...leave me feelin' high as the clouds
A mothafuckin' one man wreckin' crew, been caged too long
Been afraid too long, about to snap any fuckin' second dude
If this rap shit don't do it, then I probably be stuck with a 9 to 5
With no heart, no kinda drive...no spark, an old fart boss that be tired of my
Lazy ass, but that ain't fo' me, I paint vocally, rips shows & leave
That's the only option, but these demons got control of me
Which explains the hiatus, but hi haters I'm back
Still sharp as ever with the clever bars I lay on a track
And if I ever slip and fall and hit the flo' and lay flat
Just keep this fuckin' shit on playback, and know when I'm


(Chorus)
IN THE LAB HOMIE, I'm gon' riip that traaaack!
In the BACK OF THE CLUB, man I'm siippin' yaaack!
Then dippin' back with a bad bitch home tho
She can't cook nor clean, but she bad as Hov's hoe
Oh NOOO!, there go my chances of a Rocafella massive deal
BUT I could give a FUCK about mass appeal
I got a passionate will for this, I'm real with it
So bring it back, homie I kill a track


Verse 3
I'm DONE bustin' DOORS DOWN, I'm swingin' bloody SWORDS NOW!
Diminish my victims, have 'em hittin' the floor 'fore the 4th round!
I hold down, my sector, protector like a Rottweiler dog
Hot wired, verbal shots fired with every line I drop in the song!
I'm just here to cop the guap & I'm gone, you can keep that chit chatter
'Bout how your pockets git fatter and how you poppin' the chrome
I don't believe a word of it, you hoe MC's absurd as shit
Target spineless sheep, lure 'em in, take they money and splurge with it
And in return you gave 'em a wack product! You claim you came up from the damn bottom!
But you no different, then all these other fake cats whylin'
And frontin', unlike most these fools that be prancin' around
You'll never catch me rockin' a skirt, tight pants or a gown
That'd be the same day Ron Artest backs down from confrontation
Or Skip Bayless grows tired of constant debatin' on LeBron's fourth quarter failures
I'm more toward makin' classic tapes and ownin' acres,
Smokin' hash and layin' back with a bitch bad as Hov's hoe on a boat in Jamaica....!