That's When Ya Lost (I Ain't Trippin' Remix) Song Lyrics

I find it fun to smash emcees into
(Fine bits)
So why I ain't get my just deserts for all the kids I busted, huh?
(Baby)
I crush the courtesy when dealin' with the folks is too much
For the askin'
Cool-I got the
(Skill crafted tools)

Massive fools at my work bench and
(I'm wrenchin')
Mics from they graspin'
(That's how it has been)
The drill's this, I kill swift
I feels I better slay or
(Hey, my tape measures greater)

So now I'm dips if they
(Askin', saw me)
And they was available would they want me to
(Nail'em all?)
Be through, screw drive her crazy
(Screwdriver)
Nuttin', bold, lively
(Put on your high beams)

I, proliferator, quickly fade to niggas vigorous
Figure I kick stunts, I punch twice that nigga that's dissin' at me
Attach 'em to bats, latchin', and matchin' my cataclysm
I give 'em a
(Skism)
I
(Stroke to croak her, I broke her)

Chokin' up on my syntax, as I bend backs by impacts
(Impacts)
Then I give a concussion in your nuts when I'm busting'
(Heads)
Dead with my lead graff
I cloth thee, I off-beat, off the cerebellum, swellin' Nimrods
(Swing)

Ten brains couldn't parallel this
(Ha)
I'm caraouselling kids while they wallow and swallow hallow tips
(Yep)
You follow and slippin'
I'm rippin' mics nice twice like
(Dicin' kids in fractions)
Yo
(Figure, I tax men)