Spit In The Wind - PackFM

You’ve been gathered to this meetin' by a wolf in a sheep skin

Slick talkin' heathen, even spit when I’m sleepin'

Dope MC by day and super rapper in the evenin'

I’m the man that your ex hails when she breathes in

Plague is the legion that I pledge my allegiance

We the kings in any region plus it’s ass kickin' season

Shit we lookin for a reason, last cretin caught reachin'

Got pulled over speedin' while retreatin' from the beatin'

We diamonds in the rough, packin' seats in arenas

You rhinestones in sequins open-micin' on the weekend

I doubt that you could test the fleet without peekin' or cheatin'

We beefin' if I even think you speakin' out of sequence

Spit fire like a demon, blessin' raps with the Deacon

Distinguished on the mic like I’m speakin' king’s english

You wake up with the fever dreamin' that you can defeat us

But we don’t buy that shit either because seein' is believin'

Whatever you throw our way, we throw right back

Catch.

Bitch, don’t flinch

Whatever you throw our way, we throw right back

So don’t you spit in the wind

There ain’t too many who can hang, think you better, do your thang

Shit you threw my way came back at you like a boomerang

Think I’m new to the game?

This ain’t a fuckin' movie mayne

Shit you people do for fame, pimp yourself like Pootie Tang

Ruthless with the Brooklyn slang, rollin' with the crooked game

Mad because we took your dame, shit we could have took your chain

Now it’s just a fuckin' shame, told your friends we used to hang

Groupie bitches do the same, shoulda never shook your hand

What the hell’s it gonna take for you to get this through your brain?

Couldn’t get the picture, so I guess I’ll just remove the frame

Who’s to blame?

You my friend.

Ain’t nothin' here for you to gain

Got set up to lose again, by now you should be used to pain

Can’t see me in raps, so in battles better use a cane

Leave you dancin' on the train, beggin random dudes for change

Frontin' like a shooter when you know you shoulda took the lane

Even John Henry couldn’t fuck with tracks I used to bang