U Cant Handle This

You would if you could but you cant so you aint
The minute
I step in dis ***********,
I hear, oh ******** ***t, ***********a, goddamn
Watch out for dat ***********, you cant handle em for a period of time
No one can match those rhymes to mine
Im top of the line
***********in your ass like a porcupine,
I know what to do
To knock your stupid ass so bad it aint no challenge this aint
No *********** fluke, this pure deep talent
Im gifted, explicit mistressed and explicit brand new home
Same old ***********,
I aint playin with you ***********, why you ***********z
Be rappin like youre scared and unprepared,
Im gonnave ya
Leave this ***********a sayin whatd that ***********a said
Gimme the bud, the ***********
I puff like
Elvis and the
BeetlesThat gets blazed, then a couple soft
MCs on pins and needles
* **********z that got beef with me better bring a heater or either bow
Down to me, cut off you ***********,
Jesus, thats the reason
Im *********** with ***********z, wasup with dem ***********z, dats talkin ***********t
You better go *********** wit another ***********
U cant handle this
Oh ***********t, ***********a, goddamn, oh ***********t, ***** ******a, goddamn
Oh ***********t, ***********a, goddamn, oh ******** ***t, ***********a, goddamn
Oh ***********t, ***********a, goddamn , oh ***********t, ***********a, goddamn
Oh ***********t, **** *******a, goddamn, oh ***********t, ***********a, goddamn
Certified
Rhyme Busta, ***** ****** ***********, *********** ***********, same ******** ***
If Im not that ***********, but that *********** from punks still come with
The rif-raf, went from gold diggin, to gold chains
I went from
Club Train,
Ta Soul Train fightin like a
Wild Coyote
Like Capone, hot seller, keep your ******* **** deck deader
Then a bad wood***********,
I dont like ***********z tryin to run up on my * **********t
And set, Im the tarantula on the caterpillar
*********** Ill kill ya, catch more attention then oriental pea*** ********
Phat rhymes, hot tracks, a full room of
Reeboks, Ive got the gift
Thatll make a *********** get off me spent like
Charles Barkley so ***********
Dont start me, whos that click use to be mobbin in my hood
Beware, here
I go, get that boy good, come like, there
I wasWhen were yall idiots in the cut
I raise the hacksaw, you jump back
Now yall ***********z dont want no trouble , cant stop us
Oh ***********t, ***********a, goddamn, oh ***********t, ***********a, goddamn
Oh ***********t, ***********a, goddamn, oh *** ********t, ***********a, goddamn
Oh ***********t, ********* **a, goddamn, oh ***********t, ***********a, goddamn
Oh ***********t , ***********a, goddamn, oh ***********t, ***********a, goddamn
I know yall *********** know better than to *********** wit the man
Dont ya, don't ya, *********** dont you know what my style cant be poached
And every *********** around, probably got beef wit somebody but thats
The same *********** between the fighters,
I aint got it
I aint got it
When underground rules, will be the day my legs start to shake
Another ***********, couldnt off throw me on skates,
Im the supplier
The gasoline on your fire, got em dodge em
Michael Tyler
The drunken fighter yall ***********z cant do what
I do man *********** that, ***********
Now mother*********** you, good
Lord, the
Rhymes come through
So hardcore ***********,
I got it if you bad enuff to take it, its yours
A lyrical ass whoopin is what
Im cookin hungry, spittin all over
Your room when you wasnt lookin aint no canibus
The wrong ***********, with da mess you get the flatback like
Rambo ***********
You cant handle this
Oh **** *******t, ***********a, goddamn, oh ***********t, ***********a , goddamn
Oh ***********t, ***********a, goddamn, oh ***********t, ** *********a, goddamn
Oh ***********t, ***********a, goddamn, oh ***** ******t, ***********a, goddamn
Oh ***********t, *********** a, goddamn, oh ***********t, ***********a, goddamn