Ova Confident (Explicit)

歌詞

"Who you gonna rip without that confidence? I really believe you're weak and overconfident" (Repeat 4x) [Nine] Run for the hills, but there's no escape >From a CD, my wax, my fat cassette tape I'm great, like Alexander, or nearly gets real When I hold a piece of steel and tell you how I feel All over, toes are tapping, Bronx, Brooklyn, Island of Staten Manhattan, Queens, South Central, Compton, Watts Miami, Atlanta, I blow up mad spots My name is Nine, recognize, remember you're too tender To get slick with the number one contender I flow like diareahha when I'm dropping shit Mama mia, ain't no cure for the pure lyrical gonnorhea Overconfidence is popping I'm like the hourglass, turn me over and I still keep dropping That old Nine flavor continues to pay the rent After you hear me you won't be so overconfident "Who you gonna rip without that confidence? I really believe you're weak and overconfident" (Repeat 4x) [A.R.L. Da X'RSIS] Devoted come-upper Give me time to bust a freak-out verse, brother The back-twister, shoving Macks in your sister Catch this bullet-blister Bulls-eye, don't give two f**ks who'll die Don't read the Bible cause lies get me sick You'd better recognize Darc Mass Click took it over Posdonous, now it's De La When I'm broke I'm free high, 24-7 stay lye The world seems bed to me A murderer the X is meant to be Yo hit up with the tounge that's lent to me When you violate, you pay the penalties Hard like penatentaries, bringing pain for penatentaries Vocals stresses, bullets rip through vests Valentine's Day I stab chicks in chests My mental molests Darc Mass blesses the world Stomping, cause you a little overconfident "Who you gonna rip without that confidence? I really believe you're weak and overconfident" (Repeat 4x) [Nine] You thought you was the man, bad news kid I never heard of you, or the bullshit you claim you did You're phoney, full of baloney, like Oscay Meyer The weiner, your style is artificial like Purina Cat chow, meow, I'm on the prowl like Thurston Howl And been on the island with mad cash, official cow I got rhymes like you got bullshit So you know my repotoire is thick with intice spits Lyrically I'm so amazing like Luther I hit the stage and get ugly like Medusa And no place for delf, I ain't slamming If it's with the real hip-hop, then it's props that I'm demanding, understanding My potential, hollowtip lyrics I'm shooting, aiming at your motherf**king mental I'll leave you in a state of confusion, brain dead and stuck up In other words all f**ked up "Who you gonna rip without that confidence? I really believe you're weak and overconfident" (Repeat 4x)