Master Ace - Four Minus Three Lyrics
Ready to rock this at the drop of a dime, babyMaster ace!Listen closely, so your attentions undividedMany in the past have tried to do what I didJust the way I came off them, Im a come offStronger and longer, even with the drum offAnd the blow that I deliver is a crisp oneGive that style back, jack, and try this oneIf youre gonna pick up the microphone when the beat is moving swiftYoud better say something I can get withSuckers I mold in my hand just like silly puddyYou tried to shank me, spanky, but my names not mcgilnicuttyYes yes, lets test the watersSkinny dipping in a slaughterHope you wore your water proof hightop certifiedCause I taight you I got the murder rideAnd you dont have to buy a ticketYou can afford to to get aboard and watch me as I stick itIn the face of my foes because it goes to show that I flow like a bloody noseRaps are sweet just like a donut from dunkinThe action posses at the door, and they wont let a punk inSo youd better try the back doorBefore you get a cracked jawAnd I dont need a black had to be a villianThe posse is action and the label is cold chillinThe question is how hype will you get?When you heard this beat you was familiar withA jam you heard before, this is a summaryA voice surrounds you, but theres only one of meLyrics of dialect come from all anglesThe cordless mic in my hand still stranglesThey try rather well, but none are parallelThe words are spinning in your head like a caroselAnd out of all the brothers I spoke toNone of them broke through, they sound like a joke, tooTheir rhymes are very soft, just like terry clothThe kids that standing on stage oughta hurry offCause that aint hip-hop, you little drip-dropTrying to tip-toe but cant touch the tip-topCause you aint tall enoughTry to brawl and scuff with a style youre calling toughIs about as tough as a flowerBeware of the posse raise to the third powerCause we aint caring, dont mind tearing aCocaine-pushing, dapper dan wearingWalking around with a neck full of cablesMy dj laughs when you touch the turntablesWannabe hard rock when you roll 10 deepThey told you my name but you act like youve been sleepGet back, sit back and chill you no frill mcsSlim see, but still I show skillWords can brutalize without no mercyEnemies wasting their last breath to curse meI aint shaft with a hat and a cadillacMcs lash out, but should I battle back?Nah, I remain calm and collectedThe stage was empty the last time I checked itBut now theres movement there in the spotlightI cant make out who it is, nah, not quiteA flash of gold from a shiny medallionA stride of pride on stage like a stallionOh, another one of those who try to get close toBut cant cause a mans supposed toRip the mic til the crowd is perplexed, butWith this jam here, there wont be no next upSo peace to craig g, kane, g. rap, and marley marl>from the music man, yallOnce you hear the capital a you should knowAction is in eff-eff-ect-ect (repeat 4x)Ace in action steady pace (repeat til fade)
