CHILL ROB G

CHILL ROB G - Wild Pitch (KDAY Remix) lyrics

Yo look, you're in my way, I'm tellin you to back up

You think this is a game, so I'll commence to rack up

Points like the pro that I know that I am

Break on the mic, then go for the slam

You can't slow me down, talk about stop me

The best that you can do is try to copy

The rhythm of the stylish on the Wild Pitch label

I'm able to bust a fat cable

Kids can't cope, you call it a rope

Lookin straight in my face yet the image is kaleidoscope

Due to the drugs you're takin your brain is fakin

Stop and take note of the mistakes you're makin

( ? ) pebble

Callin me brother but you're not on my level

I'm too much in effect, too much self-respect

I'm too live to ever drive my life to a wreck

I break necks, cash checks, have sex and plex

Do a battle in a flash then ask who's next

I'm a survivor kickin liver than a Memorex

Stompin out competition like Tyranosaurus Rex

I'm master-educatin, you masturbatin

Traps for weak raps, you need to be slapped

You suck ( ? ) your baseball cap

From now on wear a beanie, stop chasin the genie

I rather chase a cutie in a teenie bikini

Sip Martinis on the rocks to keep it cold

Then chase it down with a quart of Olde Gold

The Chill will fill you with the weapon of wisdom

I master creation, never plagiarism

Offer me a blast, you must be jokin

Let my posse find out, your butt will really be smokin

This cat is courageous, outrageous, contagious

Most DJ's say they can't wait to play this

On a plate or platter made from wax

You wanna hear me chit-chatter, then pay the tax

Even on cassette I make suckers sweat

And the wack are afraid of me cause I'm a threat

Yes, you're all wet, caught up in my net

But I'll let you go, there's no need to fret

It's time to rewind, so go head, flick the switch

It's fat, catch it - Wild Pitch

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