Versuri Certified Bomb

 
[B-Real] 
Call me the serial rhyme killer 
Mic-cord strangling, mangling, tangling, you in the web nigga 
Your head is dangling off of your shoulders 
Cause my mic told me to do it cause you wasn't a true soldier 
Fake bustas get hit with the clusterbomb 
You're a hotdog with no mustard, you're flusterd, I'm calm 
Spit heat like a fucking dragon, bagging you up 
Tagging you toe, zipping you up  
Clipping you up, mic-cord tripping you up  
You're in the dark with no light  
and wishing a nigga had lit you up 
So much for wishful thinking, you're body's stinking 
You're sinking into the hole and I'm at the top winking at ya 
 
[Sen-Dog] 
Don't play me too close I'm a certified bomb  
Designed to designate all over the tape  
Got my Cuban Puertoricans all up in the place  
Gonna smash you in the face with tapes check it out 
 
[B-Real] 
Call me imperial beatslayer 
All prayers try to be advisory to rivalry in the battle player 
Bitches who lie to me and cry to me use bribery 
I'm taking the torch and burn Puffy-music for canivalry 
That'll teach you I beat you on every plain 
Ain't no other way to reach you, I reach you with pain 
Shred you into pieces using the tigerclaw 
I'm a cold nigga you need more than a lighter to thaw 
Me and my lyrical Iceberg suckers are panic 
Fuck what you head I brought down the Titanic 
So can it and shut it, I wrote it and bust it  
because it never gonna be safe for wack niggas I don't trust 'em 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Sen-Dog] 
Call me superior showstopper, your hiphop legacy 
Claim us to remember we break you off proper 
Oh you got a short memory? You wanna render me? 
Harmless and surrender me for the fucking enemy? 
I won't let ya I bet ya I reign supreme 
Make your fans forget ya search ya in front of your team 
Make a nigga smoke a ounce and bounce over the rhythem 
And hit em and get another suck and hit em with venom 
Nigga my name is Sen and I'm real while you're pretending 
Suckers with no style I hope you get offended 
So I can lock your ass up with my jawclutches 
Then my rhymes will catch you cause they're sharp like Tony Touch's 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Sen-Dog] 
Yeah, that's right y'all 
Gonna smash you in the face 
Who be comming on touching me, getting around me 
I'm a bomb you know what I'm saying 
I'm ready to go off you know what I'm saying 
So many motherfuckers out there talking shit, doing their little thing 
It's cool you know what I'm saying, go ahead make you money  
But don't you be comming around me perplexing playing like a bitch  
You know what I'm saying  
Cause I can see your ass right through you know what I'm saying 
You're glass homeyboy, you're glass you know what I'm saying 
Don't play me too close y'all  
I don't think I like you too much you know what I'm saying 
Always kicking it, doing what we do 
Trying to act like us, trying to sound like us 
You're playing me too close motherfucker 
You need too step the fuck on back 
Take your ass on back to wherever the fuck you come from 
You're playing me way way too close you know what I'm saying