Rap Dis Lyrics

Rap Dis lyrics

[DJ Swiss] 

Wanna test s-o that's a NO 
I'm a DJ but I heat up Mic's wen I flow! 
Spit for real
Hit to kill
It gets messy when I grip my steel

[Scat-D] 

Explosive flows like my rapture
Distinctive part on my counter
Faster them get pure gon’ capture
Dropping you like a tonne a bricks
You son’ a bit*h.. 

[DJ Swiss] 

I’m dustin’
You can catch bullets when the gats are bustin’
Outside Niggaz don't really trust them 
South side niggaz gettin pissed with lust then
So what's the fuss then? 

[Scat-D] 

The way I’m hittin ya
2002 Scat-D come through
Faster then the 88 year from the livia
so illia its true no fakin
Chicks in my sight and I’m takin’
Straight up and I’m still rakin’
Chicks wanna talk bout baby-making (huh) 
I'm not into that, f**k that, ladiez keep a kitty-kat 

[DJ Swiss] 

Hot sh*t I'm gonna drop sh*t 
S-o-S...So Solid can't stop dis 
Flop this 
Playa haterz wanna knock this 
Stop this 
Then niggaz can’t stop this
Ive got just another person on my hitlist
So you dismiss, No witness 
No business, 'cause I Swiss this 
If you knew what I thought you would sh*t bricks 
I got big hits 
I've got dough 
I didn't even really need to rip dis 
But the flows are addictive
Are you feelin tha vibe that I give dis? 

[chorus] 

You cant stop dis sh*t you know 
We got chicks, ice, platinum whips & 2 much dough (?) 
If u wanna try and have a go 
Theres 25 of us each loaded with a gat 
Hey yo new kaish i got a ya back! 

[Neutrino] 

Stuck in... 
People from school data fink they're eight-even! 
What's the funniest thing I've seen? 
Too explicit so buy the CD 
It's censored, cus it's too cold! 
Too cold- S-Club 5... 
"Don't stop moving'" 
I stop every time I 'ear your music. 
How the f**k you get caught like data? 
Cannabis, more like smoking crack! 
I'm sick these fake MC's, sounding' like Mr Blobby 
Ski-bi-di-bi-di-bi-di 
Wot da f**k you on, LSD? 
Everything is bigger difference 
Find out the price, get vexed 
And then your wifey's, up at da T.V. 
Wantin' Neuchy, Creamin' her panties- 
And wen u diggin her in bed, she picturin me! 
I dare ya this ma bout gettin gettin' jacked 
Or I'll break in your house, when I'm dressed in black, and I pull out ma gat! 
Strip ya naked, take your possesions, 
Now thats gettin' jacked, JACKED? 
I shot myself in the leg, cuz I'm f**king crazy like dat! (Crazy like dat...) 

[DJ Swiss] 

Every…time I make ma dough 
Then I make ma dough
Ya can’t hit ma dough ya know
I’m gonna make sure I let you know that when I spit my flow 
Its for my hits that blow ya know
I’m gonna make you know that when we lock down shit
Its long time, its oxide ya know
So when you hear this you feel this, 
This the real sh*t 
It’s time ya know

[Harvey] 

So Solid gonna wreck this 
Wanna rap when im out and I bust this
To the Ph who wanna test dis
Up hose get blows when I do this
Now…..
The mad stress that gets in my brain
Its never the same
1 2
I always take them to the game game
The mad things  that I do for this
Forget the crisp
Now you know why livin my life is a crisp
I know we got nice things, and we got nice things
Now I know why you really wanna hate man
I know we got man, I see my gat man, nice, but still
I don’t give a damn man
I’m gonna state all my p’s and q’s 
And ma 1’s and 2’s
Just to get to the cruise bruise
I’m a hit you with my lyrical chat
Raise the Gat
So SOLID Crew lock that
I’m gonna hit you with my lyrical flow
Don’t you know when I’m on the mike 
making my dough ya know
I’m gonna hit you with my lyrical vibe
Watch the rhyme, so solid crew oxide
I’m gonna hit you with my lyrical flow
Don’t you know when I’m on the mike 
making my dough ya know
I’m gonna hit you with my lyrical vibe
Watch the rhyme, so solid crew oxide

[Chorus] 

[Scat-D] 

Tell me somethin' 
When your rollin; and your ice and your whips 
and your trips and your pics and your team
You gotta a lot of talk when you don’t walk that way
I heard you guys callin but I don’t see ya play
Tell me somethin’
When your rollin; with ice and your whips 
and your trips and your pics and your team
You gotta a lot of talk when you don’t walk that way
I heard you guys callin but I don’t see ya play
Through the years you been livin it up
Your back but your filling it up, living it up
It’s time for my giving up, no way, no way
So Solid made haters pray
Pushed up before then we tumbled down the hill
Runaway...no way...runaway...no way