Dope Chan - Dim Mak lyrics

Yeah, can you see me? Can you see me? I'm crawling through your TV to give you the heeby jeebies Like Poltergeist, you know I'm nice, I'm so precise And the flow is tight, your freestyles is overpriced I ain't buying that bullsh** you're selling I ain't listening to them lies you're telling, I'm prevailing You silly idiots claiming that you be k**ing it My sk**s will fill up a whole galaxy filament You little n***as is illiterate dumb You ignorant bums get beat like illegitimate sons I'm the lyrical cynical psychopath that birthed you I'll laugh and murk you for hanging past your curfew You n***as ain't ready for war You coming off of the top, I'll place your head on a sword I got a room full of bodies, need some better decor I'll settle the score like an outstanding credit report, ahh! You about to hop into the mind of a motherf**ing psycho A son, brother, and uncle of Michael I might go... something like a Hitchco*k flick Your screams are louder than the sh** that's in my ziplock b**h Blowing trees while your dreams blowing in the wind He's flowing abstinent, he's never going in There's nobody dope left to even go against "Suffocation" k** em all, leave the bones in a ditch f** yall, I ain't holding nothing back Yall n***as s** at rap, f**ing wack, cut the crap Talking bout your hood struggles, how you squeezing gats How you slinging crack when you never even seen a trap You're trying to fit in, you're trying to distract From the fact that you ain't really got the bars to react Matter fact, you ain't even got the BALLS to react I'll run up in your parents' house and you all a get smacked, b**h! f** yo mama, f** yo daddy I'll slap yo grandma out her muthaf**ing granny panties I'll punch your brother in his muhf**ing mouth (mouth) And grind my feet up in your muhf**ing couch (couch) And watch none of yall do sh** about it Probably hold your fist out hoping I pound it Try to play it off like "damn you was crazy for that" I'll eat the food up out your fridge and make you pay for my cab And you'll probably do it, you oh so spineless, my flow's so timeless You know what the time is, my flow is cold that it'll f** up your sinus I needed a moment of silence cuz I'm k**ing off you phony ba*tards So damn bad that you won't even get an open casket I'm going bananas, I'm sorry but I don't know any manners I'm villainous, spitting this venomous sh** like I was the Cobra Commander You faker than a Facebook model trying to pose for cameras You should've did the education, you don't know the answers I'm so handsome, skrippers pay me for lap dances I could probably file it on my taxes Probably put a n***a in a new tax bracket Twerk it for this money, turn a white girl ratchet, zap! zap! Lightskinneded and cold as Jermaine, naw! I prefer to say I'm hot as a flame, pause! I be crushing b**hes like they were my cigarette Got them dripping wet and I probably even stain draws! Hook: I'm the greatest, f** patience My time will never come, I'ma have to take it Yeah, uh huh, I'ma have to take it Yeah, uh huh, I'ma have to take it This is a stickup stickup, you better get up get up And I'm aiming for your chest won't hiccup (nahh!!) And I came to be the best won't give up (nahh!!) You scared to d**h, probably sh** your whole get-up (aaahhhh) I been the sickest ever since I used to kick it with Da Sickne$$ Now these b**hes finally paying me attention Exchanging digits and waiting for me to hit it I used to be bitter cuz I stayed burning bridges Now I could give a f** about these hating a** n***as Saying maybe I should quit mainly cuz they ain't committed It ain't my fault that you hacks couldn't hack it I got the gift, oh baby it's magic Attacking these wack emcees just for practice Shouldn't have gave them room to breath, ok that's it! "Suffocation" time, sh**'s about to get drastic You were ga**ed up, now you're sounding asthmatic Damn I got them all acting like they ain't on that rap sh** Rapping everyday but they ain't on that rap sh** Rapping for anyone that ain't on that rap sh** But when I come around watch them jump back in that casket "Damn a real lyricist, who let this n***a in?" "He's dropping albums, doing shows, and getting dividends" I'm sick of n***as acting like I ain't offending them I sh** on anybody I'm the lightskinned Eminem I just don't give a f**, n***a All you n***as s**, n***a You the type of n***a lick another n***a's nuts, n***a Always on that gay sh** just to be famous That's so an*s, whoops I mean heinous Now let me explain this, I'm the illest ever You thought you were sick but now I got you feeling better Man you soft as pillow feathers and I'm hot as chilli peppers You are not up to my level, I'm on top of this forever muthaf**aaaaa!!! Hook