Chill Rob G - Wild Pitch Lyrics
Yo look, you're in my way, I'm tellin you to back upYou think this is a game, so I'll commence to rack upPoints like the pro that I know that I amBreak on the mic, then go for the slamYou can't slow me down, talk about stop meThe best that you can do is try to copyThe rhythm of the stylish on the Wild Pitch labelI'm able to bust a fat cableKids can't cope, you call it a ropeLookin straight in my face yet the image is kaleidoscopeDue to the drugs you're takin your brain is fakinStop and take note of the mistakes you're makin( ? ) pebbleCallin me brother but you're not on my levelI'm too much in effect, too much self-respectI'm too live to ever drive my life to a wreckI break necks, cash checks, have sex and plexDo a battle in a flash then ask who's nextI'm a survivor kickin liver than a MemorexStompin out competition like Tyranosaurus RexI'm master-educatin, you masturbatinTraps for weak raps, you need to be slappedYou suck ( ? ) your baseball capFrom now on wear a beanie, stop chasin the genieI rather chase a cutie in a teenie bikiniSip Martinis on the rocks to keep it coldThen chase it down with a quart of Olde GoldThe Chill will fill you with the weapon of wisdomI master creation, never plagiarismOffer me a blast, you must be jokinLet my posse find out, your butt will really be smokinThis cat is courageous, outrageous, contagiousMost DJ's say they can't wait to play thisOn a plate or platter made from waxYou wanna hear me chit-chatter, then pay the taxEven on cassette I make suckers sweatAnd the wack are afraid of me cause I'm a threatYes, you're all wet, caught up in my netBut I'll let you go, there's no need to fretIt's time to rewind, so go head, flick the switchIt's fat, catch it - Wild Pitch
