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Who Dat
Second street single off my upcoming mixtape
Break Your F*ckin Radio
Dropping September 7, 2010
Dropping September 7, 2010
Lyrics
Who Dat (Repeat)
Verse 1
You hear the marchin band bitch
Second line marchin at your funeral bitch
Yeah I'm killa, thought I told you before
I'm so hot in street fights, nigga pray for snow
But nothin can put out the flame
Yes I did bang, but now I'm chillin gettin paid for the name
Niggas wishin they was wayne and t-pain,
But I'd rather be me, I stand in the game
Ball in one had, shoot to kill
One sec on the clock
Hold up one finger, when I shoot the rock
Now worries it goes swish, Crowd Cheers my name
MC-crary get it right, for I say it again
MC_Crary
oops, i say that shit all the time
but its earned, when you see a nigga grind
So dont even try to find a nigga thats better
Cause I'm fly no feather
My voice get a ho wetter
Hook
Who Dat, Who Dat
Bitch I spit insane
Repeat 3x
So don't worry bout my muthafuckin name
Verse 2
I am so nasty, indecent exposure
Tell ya boy get at me if he needin yhe doisha
Naw'll just thinkin back like the top on the ride
These other niggas slack Few feet to my mile
I'm known coast to coast, my name is enforced
Treat the beat like a roast, on the mic french toast
Sweet taste sweet sound for your ears
Smellin like a pound eyes lookin like a deer
In the headlights but the truck missed
Cause I'm standin right behind its no trick
When will they realize that they can't touch this
Maybe never, but hell or heaven
Heads I sever with the lyrics no weapon
Still bruised from the battle, but I'm ready to handle
This a warning like a snake rattle, but I burn wax like a candle
And these niggas can't fathiom but I'm still gone get at em
Hook
Verse 3
Ok if verse two was the shot, this is the bullet
And I'm gone knock off your socks when I do it
Fuck niggas and fuck hos nobody matters
Cause I'm the concrete rose grownin taller than ladders
From hell I arose beat down and battered
Scars on face, cloths burnt and tattered
But I emerge a beast, enemies run and scatter
Don't run you was just yappin ya crapper
WHat the fuck happened, thought I was a horrible rapper?
Wack, my flow was off, where the distractions
You try to throw at me to eat my ego like cancer
But you can't never stop m, like somebody cut the break line
No break in my rhymes, I'm throwin up a few signs
Read and weep, my lryics seep through pores to your brain
For the weak spirits, call em whores with no game
Even without the fame I'ma still spit the same
Who Dat (Repeat)
Verse 1
You hear the marchin band bitch
Second line marchin at your funeral bitch
Yeah I'm killa, thought I told you before
I'm so hot in street fights, nigga pray for snow
But nothin can put out the flame
Yes I did bang, but now I'm chillin gettin paid for the name
Niggas wishin they was wayne and t-pain,
But I'd rather be me, I stand in the game
Ball in one had, shoot to kill
One sec on the clock
Hold up one finger, when I shoot the rock
Now worries it goes swish, Crowd Cheers my name
MC-crary get it right, for I say it again
MC_Crary
oops, i say that shit all the time
but its earned, when you see a nigga grind
So dont even try to find a nigga thats better
Cause I'm fly no feather
My voice get a ho wetter
Hook
Who Dat, Who Dat
Bitch I spit insane
Repeat 3x
So don't worry bout my muthafuckin name
Verse 2
I am so nasty, indecent exposure
Tell ya boy get at me if he needin yhe doisha
Naw'll just thinkin back like the top on the ride
These other niggas slack Few feet to my mile
I'm known coast to coast, my name is enforced
Treat the beat like a roast, on the mic french toast
Sweet taste sweet sound for your ears
Smellin like a pound eyes lookin like a deer
In the headlights but the truck missed
Cause I'm standin right behind its no trick
When will they realize that they can't touch this
Maybe never, but hell or heaven
Heads I sever with the lyrics no weapon
Still bruised from the battle, but I'm ready to handle
This a warning like a snake rattle, but I burn wax like a candle
And these niggas can't fathiom but I'm still gone get at em
Hook
Verse 3
Ok if verse two was the shot, this is the bullet
And I'm gone knock off your socks when I do it
Fuck niggas and fuck hos nobody matters
Cause I'm the concrete rose grownin taller than ladders
From hell I arose beat down and battered
Scars on face, cloths burnt and tattered
But I emerge a beast, enemies run and scatter
Don't run you was just yappin ya crapper
WHat the fuck happened, thought I was a horrible rapper?
Wack, my flow was off, where the distractions
You try to throw at me to eat my ego like cancer
But you can't never stop m, like somebody cut the break line
No break in my rhymes, I'm throwin up a few signs
Read and weep, my lryics seep through pores to your brain
For the weak spirits, call em whores with no game
Even without the fame I'ma still spit the same
Outro talking
September 7th they gone know who it is
MC_Crary I'm the muthafuckin biz
September 7th they gone know who it is
MC_Crary I'm the muthafuckin biz
I wanted to drop the first offical single from the tape today, but I'm still working on it. Everybody's spittin on this track already so I figured I'd put out my version.
Feedback would be much appreciated.
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