R.i.p Lyrics

I walk up in the club like R.I.P, 'cause I'm killing every nigga that my eyes can see
I'm fresher than the rest, better than the best, I serve these rappers up like a certified chef
I'm ill with this shit in case you didn't know
'Cause I still got that pyroclastic, headbanging flow
Polish the pistols, prepare for battle, pass the pump
When I get to popping, niggas is dropping and they done
Bitch I'm talking crazy, psycho, schizophrenic
And I'm just warming up 'cause I know it's been a minute
I step up in the club like R.I.P, I'm a 3-1-3 nigga, yeah that's all I be
Blunt full of Purp, yeah, you know I stay high
Throwing money to the air like I'm trying to pay the sky
I'm a beast, I'm a ghoul, I'm a motherfucking scoundrel
I put your ass to sleep, fucking right I nightgown you
Fucking with me, yeah I'm on another level
Niggas live in glass houses yet they still throwing pebbles
No shirt, tattoos, and a couple war woundsJ Lethal - R.i.p - http://motolyrics.com/j-lethal/rip-lyrics.html
We can draw them guns out and I ain't talking cartoons
Let my dreads grow long like that girl named Rapunzel
You rap niggas lost the game, I call that a fumble
Tell ya girl a nigga trying to smash, she can do the Jimmy Neutron and give me a brain blast
I'm hypnotized by her big round ass, but I'ma try to do the right thing and pull out fast
Everywhere I go it's like R.I.P, 'cause I'm killing competition, please pardon me
And my flow nasty like c-y-phyllis, it's still open season, any track can get the business
Taking out rappers, exterminating
Riding through ya hood, what we call that, perpetrating
It's Jay F. Tae, I'm a beast, you a bitch
The same nigga that claim he real is the same nigga that's a snitch
Pull up on them hoes like R.I.P
Watch 'em hop up in my whip and suck my d-i-c
K, I am ill so don't play with me
I'm the best, I'm the shit, yeah, basically