
Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lettin' Off Steam |
They gon' really sweat you now, gee |
They gon' really sweat you now |
When I make a move, you better be at a stand-still |
I’m holdin up the banner for the annual mic drill |
Mistress of the rhyme, Sever pick up the drum stick |
And hit you with a rhythm only Nikki can deal with |
See, this is a different phase, and you won’t be gettin fazed |
You ran your mouth, no doubt, I’m on a rampage |
Damned if I’ll be good, I turn this track to a gangster |
And roll up on the bitties who are jokes and pranksters |
Step to the crowd, work the mic like a symphony |
Steady rhymin with conviction, let’s see who can get next to me |
If I’d get deeper, you would drown, it’s best to pull out now |
Searchin for a remedy to get rid of me, no how |
You be a memory mimickin me, cause you got bold |
Suckers sippin on soup, gold tooth, put it on hold |
Cold shootin the gift while others riffin a dream |
You can base if you want, but I’m lettin off steam |
Shootin the gift, lettin, lettin off |
Shootin the gift, lettin, lettin off steam (4x) |
You wanna know the star status when I walk in the studio? |
A mic’s there, tracks spare, and I’m ready to do me some |
A trooper gettin ready for a real live renegade |
Waitin for a rookie with a mic and a bad name |
So step into my dome, you be a victim of megablast |
True trendsetter puttin rhymes on a higher raft |
Rough be the look, pullin sturdy the mic stand |
Fiendin for a battle? |
Take it up with my fans |
Go 'head and call me a rookie, and I be hookin your show |
10 times the rhyme and your crowd goin petrol |
Shootin the gift while others riffin a dream |
You can base if you want, but I’m lettin off steam |
Shootin the gift, lettin, lettin off |
Shootin the gift, lettin, lettin off steam (4x) |
Yo, yo gee! |
Hey yo Nikki, they gon' really sweat you now, gee |
Hey yo, check this out |
Nikki D lettin off steam, boy |
First female rapper on Def Jam Records |
Yo, it’s the Flavor Flav, I’m on there to |
And if Flavor Flav ain’t on your records, then your records ain’t really hot |
Yo Nikki, kick it! |
Go 'head and tell it, I smell it, it’s creepin right through your veins |
Wanna race your next release date doggin my name |
You breathed, I hear it, come back and burn you on the spot |
Another homicide in case you wanna beef a lot |
No challenge is small, don’t let me give them my all |
You will have ruined your own train, yeah, take a fall |
I take it and break it and make you a mystery, gee |
Have em wonder what keeps hidden my stage underneath |
No freedom, I beat em and eat em just like a lunch |
But of course there’s a big mouth, I cold just crunch |
Cause the poet will flow it and kick it just like this |
Try to hit but don’t miss, cause I be throwin a fist |
You get tough, I get puffed, call your bluff in a sec |
Try to step and get stepped on, step back when it’s mic check |
Shootin the gift while others riffin a dream |
You can base if you want, but I’m lettin off steam |
Shootin the gift, lettin, lettin off |
Shootin the gift, lettin, lettin off steam (4x) |