Live Off the Top

[Intro: Craig G]
In the land of MCs where many are dope, only a few can rhyme off the top of their head and say what comes to mind. And today we`re gonna witness that here

Yeah, come on, check it out.This is Craig G, the year is 1990. A brand new decade for new rappers to come up with their thing, you know what i`m saying? Got my man DJ Clash behind a board. Now my man Marley is somewhere on this planet and we`ve got this new album that`s called Now That`s More Like It, you know what i`m saying? So i`mma rhyme off the top of my hеad so I could hype it

[1 Verse]
I`ve got flow in my mind and in my system
Rappеrs step to close, you mad i`m gonna diss them
Leave them all dead, eyes bloodshed, bloodshot
Cause I got a microphone to rock
This is my spot, my spot in the limelight
And, yo, I can rhyme, right?
So let me get my time in flight
Because, yo, I just might
Pick up a microphone and give a rapper a hike
Cause I don`t like to fight, I like to flow
One on one, toe to toe, blow for blow
Now let`s compare shows
Let`s see so makes the crowd scream: «Ho»
My name is Craig G imma real rap pro
I will steal your show and continue to flow
Cause I don`t need a rapper to run up and challenge a
Grand white, green, purple blue black a lavender
It don`t matter the color
I can even battle your mother
(ha!) I know it`s funny
Cause I make money
Never give my microphone cause rappers never knew
I can kick up the mic and leave you coughing like a flu, true
My time is due, five years on the mic and not no one has a clue
Who is I and who I am
I know it sounded kinda ignorant but you can say: "Damn"
I`m gotta flam off the top
Don`t need for wicked rhymes cause the rhymes I see right now rock
Give me a show
So I could grab the microphone and go solo
Yo, you wanna fight?
Then let`s step outside
I will stick this mic in your eye
And leave you bleeding with a cement shoe on
In the river, cooking you like a crouton
Throw you in my salad
Hit you like a mallet
Over the head
I wonder if he`s dead?
Let`s me check
Nah, what the heck?
I guess, I will break his neck
And slit his wrist, put him in check
You know how that goes
MC Craig G is like a real rap pro
Any kind of mic, a cordless mic, a mic with a wire
I will set a stage on fire
No need for dancers, although I even got two
Rappers try to front cause the microphone in shot
[DJ reigns on a 212 tex]???
Hit the microphone up and gain respect
My name is MC Craig G, see
You know you can`t fuck with me
I`ve got the microphone in my socket
And i`m gonna rock it
Pick up a mic and then drop it
Just like a load of laundry
How many rappers try to con you?
They can`t deal, don`t even-even got the skill
I grab the mic and give the rappers the bills
I`m kind of slippery just like an eel
Damn, I got skill, don`t i?
I pick up the mic and get hype type fly
You can never deal cause you know you never try
Me, in a contest to prove who`s best
Because i`m way-way better than the rest
MC Craig G is a dope MC
And I smooth out the rough spots
Untie the tough knots
And no matter how hard you try
You won`t get props, that`s word
Oh, and by the way, i`m outta here, peace