Spicy Spice Lyrics

Put the pressure on em, yeah I'm getting fresher

Come on, never been a flexer but I came in nice

So they wanna test em if I pick a mic

No you gon' lose your life, MJ

I be dancing in the limelight

Turn to the whip then dip, yeah you know my shit legit

Running circles round em, it look like a drift

Way the smoke appear, yeah you know I brought the dope in here

No ain't no one near the kid, I'm here to spit the slickest shit

Why you think they try gripping dick when I'm stepping up in this shit

Hear the boys saying finish him when I get up and grip the pin

I spit to win the boy, he done been a menace since 1997

That's when I fell from heaven, boy, go and get your reverend cause we here

All mic, no handouts, it's alright, we the mens now

All mic, no handouts, it's alright, we the mens now

It's the way I strut, touch me, bless you, it ain't much now

I just rode on tenth street, looking for some lunch while

Nathan got that CPU and it's punched wild

Lucky I can see through this small town, ain't much well

I just stole my own look you hesitant to stunt

While you think yours is unique, rhyme style, it ain't much

I ain't really care to front, only got a couple to spend

I ain't gonna spend it on nothing to show off

Pitching up first and it goes off, words off shure when you go off

It's a new me, pay attention I got two G's

Hope I can flow with a cool breeze, lay it down for the next king

Each track like a chess piece, each verse like a chess move

And this game got two kings, Southside going nationwide

All mic, no handouts, it's alright, we the mens now

All mic, no handouts, it's alright, we the mens now