Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mic Jackson, artist - Dag SavageDate of issue: 10.09.2012
Song language: English
Mic Jackson |
| Yo, yo and I’m on that fly shit |
| Cause that’s where I left off |
| Catch me in your hood, top down with the vest off |
| One false move, rollers blowin' your chest off |
| Ex makes beats that’ll knock niggas necks off |
| And I’m on that fly shit |
| Rickety Rocket was my favorite cartoon |
| Now that I’m grown I’m getting high as the moon |
| My verses like acid that’ll fry your platoon |
| You die right now nigga, we’ll ride on your tomb |
| The highest assume, natural disasters |
| Niggas wanna battle, chop they body’s up with axes |
| Fatherless style, just another Dirty Bastard |
| Kick your bullshit until my clavicle gets fractured |
| Killin' y’all |
| Never feelin' y’all |
| Me and my niggas stay higher than a ceiling wall |
| You don’t want no prob, you don’t wanna get involved |
| Slick Rick to your squad nigga Lick My Balls |
| And I’m a motherfuckin' psycho |
| Been doin' this since a dark skin Michael |
| Dag Savage, what my clique is about |
| How you gon' speak my name with my dick in your mouth? |
| Yo, yo and I’m on that fly shit |
| Cause that’s where I left off |
| Catch me in your hood. |
| top down with the vest off |
| One false move, rollers blowin' your chest off |
| Ex makes beats that’ll knock niggas necks off |
| And I’m on that fly shit |
| Yeah, and nigga I got this |
| Make rappers duck their head like an African ostrich |
| Captain of the ship, Top Gun in the cockpit |
| Beat you in the face with some Japaneses chop sticks |
| You know how my squad get along in a physical manner |
| Or miracle, disconnect your soul from your spiritual |
| Niggas is pitiful, all about the cars and residuals |
| Lyrically imbeciles, everything your rhyme about typical |
| Mame and dismember you dumb fucks, you claimin' your guns bust |
| We blaze you with one punch, you lame you a numb nut |
| Might bang you with nunchucks |
| Raw 'caine like it’s uncut, split brains with just one thrust |
| You change you just one buck |
| And I’m a motherfuckin' psycho |
| Been doin' this since a dark skin Michael |
| Dag Savage, what my clique is about |
| How you gon' speak my name with my dick in your mouth? |
| Yo, yo and I’m on that fly shit |
| Cause that’s where I left off |
| Catch me in your hood. |
| top down with the vest off |
| One false move, rollers blowin' your chest off |
| Ex makes beats that’ll knock niggas necks off |
| And I’m on that fly shit |