Mack B. Dog

Mack B. Dog - Hot Breath lyrics

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Behold, take heed, witness wisdom being dropped 

MCs spilled their skills but they'll just get mopped 

Early bird on the track, first up to bat 

Throw a steak on the grill so I can chill and get fat 

Heat up the coals while I heat up the mic 

Competition, if they're a match then I'll strike 

Wreck the shop, leave the shit in a shambles 

Put your money on a sure shot, Benj ain't a gamble 

I'll slap a muzzle on a sucker whose tongue skips 

Give him the boot and turn his ass into dum chips 

With what's left I'll fertilise the earth 

You was bunk as an MC but your shit you bring birth 

I walk a path to become legendary 

Rhymes so milky they'll be labelled as dairy 

Competition I just dispose of 

Swift with the gift, the man all the hoes love 

Slamming suckers like Bambam Bigelow 

Got bitches on my team like I was a gigolo 

I break hearts and I climb charts 

And I never been booty, save that for the farts 

Kids blowing hot air, who got their heads gassed? 

You can have ten wack rappers and they still come in dead last 

I watch them fall cause they're faulty 

I laugh in their face and they walk away salty 

I rain on suckers while some choose to drizzle 

You come up with beef you leave with no teeth and gristle 

Fuck with your head like Hannibal the Cannibal 

Destroy your senses, turn you from man to manimal 

Or better yet a marshmallow 

Cause compared to me you're a walking bowl of Jell-O 

He went out like Mark Hamill 

So next time you kick a rhyme save that shit for the camel
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Language: English

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