Toe to Toe (feat. DJ Flipcyide)

Let's go toe to toe Any stupid ass can blast a foe And let me know who man enough to go toe to toe Somebody let me know Who's not afraid to go blow for blow And show how real niggas really roll Yo, niggas know not to front I can knock a chump out the box And just stomp, fuck a Glock or pump So pop the trunk, and grab your thirty eight Ill snap your fucking vertebrae And match your early date, to the pearly gates My murder rate is phenomenal What I'mma do, is crush your abdominals Save the talk for Donahue, this I promise you Big Punisher gotta keep it real A Puerto Rock gorilla, blowing spots like Godzilla A crowd thrilla', in the rap arena, the bob jab weaver That keeps niggas on their toes like ballerinas I'll bag ya team up, in a hundred heftys If you want it, come and test me Son, forget the guns, and knuckle up against me I'll fuck you up like Dempsey but without the gloves Spit out the double edge and wet ya motherfucking mug With blood, I'm rough and rugged, I shine like a nugget I'm the last motherfucker that you ever wanna fuck wit Up it, or get stuck by the Cuban Link I do my thing, bringing it back and forth like a boomerang You can't hang, so think again before you start rapping We make it happen, two Latin thugs too tough to flatten Fuck the clappin', lets get to scrappin', grapplin' on the floor Niggas thinking they hardcore, till I lock the door Figure four, break ya ankles, shank ya face, make you scream thank you Hang you off the roof naked just to make an example Handle ya business, in this game, there ain't too many winners Any nigga can render your existence, if his aim is better Hold ya fort down, with or without the four pound New York's down for whatever, what up twin I never back down, I hold my ground and pound a body Like Muhammad Ali, Papi we can lock up in the lobby I be, bobbin and weaving, leaving niggas out of breath Then I dig in they chest, with my five fingers of death TS bringing it live from the boogie, my crew be too deep Our biggest pussy, will make sushi outta your suzuki So for the rookies, who be talking in riddles How many hits it'll take, before I break through your middle You too little, I'm cock diesel with evil intent Leave you with dents, bent over fetal, while your people repent Set it, lets get it on, like Marvin I'm starving to fight Gem starring em slice, like an orator carve with a knife I'm deadly, niggas already dread me in every scary area Beware of the jaw burier, big dog's the terrier Tearing the ears off of artists, that's mostly cartilage No bullshitting, you rip 'em right off, just pull em hard enough Rolling with us, you must be ready for death Hit you with so many rights, you going beg for a left Let's go toe to toe Any stupid ass can blast a foe And let me know who man enough to go toe to toe Somebody let me know Who's not afraid to go blow for blow And show how real niggas really roll