Extreme Wit 16 lyrics

[Cormega]
I'm extreme with 16's, God forgive me I'm nice
Like Rasheed Wallace, my street knowledge is source
When beef starting, n*ggas know my sh*t'll blow holes in
Souls of my enemies, ain't no sympathy
I paint a portrait, your picture ain't complete, you talk sh*t
I talk drugs, money and four fifths
I spit the real, n*ggas feel you got something to prove
Chill, I ain't got nothing to lose, for real I crush you
Like a gram in the hand of a n*gga who sniff coke
I conquer you, and be held responsible
n*ggas call me Kaiser, cause I fake my own death
And cause I ain't seen her, like I couldn't take yet
n*gga, I ain't met her, how I couldn't shake yet
f*ck the watch, did you see my bracelet
n*ggas, talk ki's, but ain't seen an eighth yet, and
My coke is it, you don't need a taste test
Bragging bout your vest, means you want your face wet
My lawyer so good, I beat it in arrangement, n*gga
f*ck what you heard, this is what you hearing
I talk the real sh*t, n*ggas disappearing
Interfering with a n*gga like me
Could get your black ass pushed to the white meat
I talk about 16 bars, of 16 scars to deal with
Either way you gonna feel it
When I spit the real sh*t, for n*ggas hustling, bubbling, struggling
b*tches with the big pus*y, smuggling coke, motherf*ckers is jokes
What block you used to pump on? Umm..
I heavily dispute that, never seen you shoot back
Never seen you bring loot back
And n*ggas need to chill, that's word to Ill Will
Y'all n*ggas ain't real, ya don't know the meaning
I'm to real, too ill, too strategic
I'm Doe or Die, better yet, Do or Die
Like Dutsy, Big Elton, and Suicide
Like G Fresh, Pac Man, and Tito, we know
My n*gga J.F.P., rest in peace
You n*ggas ain't ill like me, you n*ggas ain't real like me
Fall apart, no heart, you ain't built like me, what the deal
I spray well, ask my n*gga KL
I'm a far rock general, the mineral was cocaine I sell
I reign well, n*ggas know the deal
You might reign in hell f*cking with me
I'm buggin' strictly, straight for the dome
That's the realist sh*t you ever heard
Straight off the dome, what
n*ggas know my flow is unstoppable
Mega Montana is popping you, uh
I used to be at B. channel high, madd fly
Freestyling, they say that n*gga be whilin'
I used to be in Edgmere, with my n*ggas on the daily, basis
Chillin, you just can't erase it
The villain, of The Firm, they just couldn't replace him
I'm.. unreplaceable, I'm.. undisgraceble, I'm.. unmistakably
The nicest that you'll ever see, Mega be heavily, cleverly
Indeed, I can't stop, won't stop, won't ever stop
When Mega drops get his sh*t, and go on
I flow on, like a proton, missile, my sh*ts official
So what the f*ck you n*ggas wanna do?
I could go on for days, or flow afraid, shoot
It's just poetry, n*ggas know its me
Home after three, n*ggas sucking me, like Bon Appetite
n*ggas ducking like its homes after me, uh
So call friends who have no cash for me, uh
f*ck y'all n*ggas, y'all all ass to me
If Mobb Deep was here, I would pass to P, and
Talk about me, is pure blasphemy
I leave the alligators to the players, and
I rhyme sharper then a Rikers Island razor, and
You under pressure, like you see my n*gga Jada
Yo, I'm outta here n*gga, catch y'all n*ggas later, I'm out (what)