Pitch Black - Show and Prove instrumental, more commonly heard as Big L's 98 Freestyle. Hands down one of my favorite instrumentals. Like/Share /Subscribe if ya diggg *LYRICS * The masters back so back to back I'm flipping em rhymes like acrobats
The battle bars will batter back but that'll have to wait until some battle rap
Cause after that I'll turn into the aftermath of Afrojack and take the fattest shatter dab
Im the fucking alpha man
Take your tape and hand it back
It's gayer than a fanny pack
Changed the way I had to rap
You faggot lame, you had your chance
Fuck the way you elevate, I'm here to take my ladder back
Catch me jumping on a track like Kris Kross
Never catch me running on a track like Rick Ross
Sinny right beside me still thinking that he a Big Boss
Anybody stepping into my canal gets flossed
Get lost
Way before you get tossed
In the middle of big mosh
Drilling your melon inside of the pit stop
I admit I'm pissed off and I get a little bit rough (ruff)
Like DMX, you can catch me barking at these bitches till I make 'em tether
Better than ever, more clever than Fischer
I spit better venom than them in denim
Get 'em the medicine everyone settles with
Cannabis, we're hittin' it
The illest of villains I've been it, bitch
I don't give a fuck
I'll throw you in the trunk and when I Pop The Trunk it'll have a different meaning when I let the shotgun bust
Word up to Yelawolf
Whack rappers I heard they were edible
My pencil wiggles incredible
Impeccable criminal rhymer with minimal error in grammar and flow, ugh
I'm feelin' the green and I'm on that
I swear that I'm ready for combat
You're speeding away like a wombat
Come in the booth, I'm like oh man..
I'll give you a kick in the toosh like I was Conan
You're dead meat
Don't test me
I'll rip apart your SAT
You'll basically be erasing me outta your frickin' memory
I'm pretty much already better than you'll ever be
The recipe to cook shit up, it rests in me
All the shitty things I've been through came around and helped create a better me
Ugh
The way that I murder an instrumental
Quickly stays in your brain like it's insta mental
Save all the shame, rhymes are lame, hence all
The rappers spitting their garbage
Beating the beat but I'm keeping the feet, now that is how you sock it
Into the microphone, I spit that concrete then turn around and say I rocked it
Anybody that said he was ready is getting a heavy and steady machete to empty their belly, so I suggest you watch it
Gimme the earth, gimme Uranus, I'm wondering if my cock fits