Booty Sweat - Brail

I turned on my radio and didn’t like one track

I haven’t seen a bigger «thriller» since Mike was black

I mean where the talent at?

Only me thats staring back

Cuz I got Aquafina verses and these rappers all tapped

When I come to hear you rap and souljaboy does Tae Bo

Then they wonder why I come and «Rosa Parks» at they shows

Cuz I’m a rider, and a writer and they’re neither supposedly

I’d rather hear my own eulogy than black eyed peas

Cuz I’m steady doing runs on beats, but I see 'em run out of good songs and get

«weezy»

But I’m rocking while you stopping getting low like where you jocking,

its going down, cuz the game is so sleazy

But its unattractive everything thats new I mean

Cuz dancin like a cool actress, well that just ain’t cool to me so (Halle Berry!

(Here) little rapper (We ain’t) clappin 'less you (Step) for me

(Chor-) eographer (Is) not my job es-(Specially)

Death of hip-hop I (Can't) seem to grasp the (Get) Silly!

(Oh No! Here comes another dance song!)

Booty sweat-12x

This is not a dance song-2x

(Kill them on the beat, and I Kill them on the dance floor-3x)

(Kill them-8x)

I get killy on the mic, but I dont get silly

Really rippin' writtens I’m spittin' just like «big willy»

But I’m free from the bull, whip-pin mc’s

No empty scripts a full clip… watch me squeeze

(YAAAH!) Get out my face before I turn your swag off

Your dougie ain’t fresh if your dead and gone

Give you a «Tip» facing me ain’t a game

Cuz you «marco polo» brothers are blind to the fact that your lame so

(Hand) me the mic cuz (Han-) dicapped suckas (want) me to

(front) with them also (jump) judy, but I truly need to (say)

That I will not (play) wit you wittle kiddies but (Hey)

(Oh No! Here comes another dance song!)

Booty sweat-12x

This is not a dance song-2x

(Kill them on the beat, and I Kill them on the dance floor-3x)

(Kill them-8x)

Block (out you suckas. Rock) like gibraltar top

(You will flop.) We’ll ensure you’re not (killing hip hop.)

Know (we're) commandeering blocks.

(Spitting crack rocks)

Oh No!

They’re killing our songs!

(I sing, I dance, I rap, I smash)

(iSouljaboy, and that other noise)

(When we step on the scene wrecking them beats)

(Jesters just need to welcome midwest kings)

Now ransak!-8x

Do the turkey leg-3x

Booty sweat-12x

This is not a dance song-2x

(Kill them on the beat, and I Kill them on the dance floor-3x)

(Kill them-8x)