chitty bang Songtext / Lyric

i kill mcs like m.i.b.s aliens with more mafia tactics
than an alliance of italians
lyrical expert that's my word and i kick it
kill your double platinum album with one fuckin' snippet
illmat!c greek like alexander the great
mcs listen to my rhymes and styles and masturbate
and i come off flash your ass like electrics
blast this my raps make you go home and practice
fuck your edit now you set it and you want beef
i snatch your fuckin' mic and smash your front teeth
my speech is deadly melody i serve shit in heavy doses
das efx concert that's where i met moses
now is my time to shine and i shine bright
smoke mcs on the mic so pass me the light
that's right 3p that's my clique and we wreck it
and we're still number one solo or connected

chorus:
this is the way
the way that we play
this is the way
chitty bang bang bang
this is the way
the way that we play
each and every day
chitty bang bang bang
(play on playa)
my flow blows like lewinski without a break or commercial
nosferat you like kinski cuz my style's universal
i pay more bills than clinton my rapflow is ultra
a legend like lincoln but i stay alive like travolta
it's over i can't stop the battle it`s inside me
a lot of rappers don't like me but they're scared to death to fight me
nonforgetter headsplitter called ill
since i roll with the p's i got the licence to kill
i'm still illmat!c aka chitty bang
my slang bang your eardrum like bombs of saddam
i make scream like wes craven drama like macbeth
and i will rock mics till my very last breath
i got bitches in my livingroom gettin' it on and
they ain't leavin' till six in the morning
i'm the type of mc smoke trees in the sand
and i luv to luv to luv you like timbaland

it's the diamond in a ruff puff my stuff incognito
play deez wannabes like de niro in casino
el nino catastrophy rhymes cuz im up on this
watch over you like superman over metropolis
your shit is played out that's why i make mcs melt
verbal killa that's my title and my belt
all your immature mcs full of images
banned in their own land of confusion like geneiss
you're on the run now cuz you sell your soul
i bust your ass before you reached the highway patrol
i'm stonecold with no limit like mystical
i can read your mind like my brain is paraphysical
that's my area 51 you better hail mary
forget your playstation you end in the cemetery
don't be skeptic accept it and get some rhyme witness
before my lyrical fitness destroy you with the quickness