Fight Music Remix

This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do shit

Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it

It's just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with

Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit

The type of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it

You just know that's the new shit

The type of shit that causes mass-confusion

And drastic movement of people acting stupid






You 'bout to witness hip-hop in it's most purest, most rawest form, flow almost flawless, most

Hardest, most honest known artist, chip off the old block, but ol' Doc is, {back}, looks like

Batman brought his own Robin, oh God, Sadam's got his own Laden, with his own private plane, his

Own pilot, set to blow college dorm rooms doors off the hinges, oranges, peach, pears, plums

Syringes, {vnn vnn}, yeah here I come, i'm inches, away from you, dear fear none, hip-hop is in

A state of 911, so






This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do shit

Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it

It's just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with

Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit

The type of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it

You just know that's the new shit

The type of shit that causes mass-confusion

And drastic movement of people acting stupid






Niggas, I'm still grinding, (yeah...)

I'm still hearing those sirens

I'm still getting chased by those lights

Only the light's mine and my mic's on

And my time is none because I'm writing more

And I ain't here to meet a soul in this buisness

I'm here to eat, speak, until these hoes feel this, (for sure...)

And I can't let y'all derail me man

I got young Kobe, homie, you gotta let go of Obie

Cause Obie be back, (ain't goin' nowhere man...)

We got them craps going on

And that yak going on

Soon as a nigga touch down back from tourin'

It's whateva, put that on the chedda man

But in the meantime, it's Jimmy Ivene time

Chase cheese, rhyme till my voice give out

This is it my nigga, this what we boast about

Now I'm here so shut your motherfuckin mouth






This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do shit

Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it

It's just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with

Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit

The type of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it

You just know that's the new shit

The type of shit that causes mass-confusion

And drastic movement of people acting stupid






There's a certain mystique when I speak

That you notice that it's sorta unique

Cause you know it's me, my poetry's deep

And I'm still matic the way I flow to this beat

You can't sit still, it's like tryin to smoke crack

And go to sleep, I'm strapped

Just knowing any minute I could snap

I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped

I bully these rappers so bad lyrically

It ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry

It ain't even money, you can't pay me enough

For you to play me, it's cockamamie

You just ain't zany enough to rock with Shady

My noodle is cockadoodle, my clocks cuckoo

I got screws loose, yeahhh, the whole kitten-kaboodle

I'm just brutal. It's no rumor, I'm numero uno, assume it

There's no humor in it no more, you know

I'm rollin with a swollen bowling ball in my bag

You need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass






This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do shit

Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it

It's just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with

Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit

The type of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it

You just know that's the new shit

The type of shit that causes mass-confusion

And drastic movement of people acting stupid