Yo
Get That Outta Here U Aint Ready FOR ME BABY

When It Comes To The Shows That I Rock
And The Lines That A Drop
U Know I Aint Never Gonna Stop
I Came Through Like A Bulldozer
Get Off The Mic Ur Career Is Over
I Came Through Ur Block
Ready To Rock
Ur Minds Wit My Rhymes
While U Still Getting Nickels And Dimes
I Catch Bombs Like Shannon Sharpe
My Flows So Pleasant That They Sound Like A Harp
Ur Girl Is A Cute Thing
Even Though Her Mouth Is Bling-bling
She Look Good Like Ice-cream
But Its Bad When Her Mouth Is Blinging More Than Ur Wrist
But Im Not Gonna Take The Risk
For Her To Give Me Kiss
Or When She Talk
I Might Get Burned From Her Teeth Spark
(girl) (chris U A Scrub)
Im Not A Scrub
I Get Hugs From Girlz I Dont Even Love
And When Im 16 Ill Be Riding On Dubs


Here I Come
So U Better Run
If U Dont U R Dumb
Cuz Im The Chosen One
The One Thats Gonna Get U Done


I Smoke Other Rappers Like They Lindo
Im Playstation 2 U The Old Nintendo
For Some Of Yall This Is Hard
Cuz Im Like Tyanol
Leave U Drowzy Cuz Of The Battle Loss
Now Whos The Boss
Dont Look For My Name
In The Yellow Page
Cuz I Only Speak When Im On The Stage
My Name Is Silus
Even Though Im Not From Hollis
Im Still Rapping For Those Dollas
I Only Get At Girlz
Not The Ones That Get On Ur Nerves
And Call U A Perv
When She At The Partywantin To Flirt
And Wearing A Short Skirt
And Talk Mad Dirt
Cuz U Dont Work
Im Only Fourteen
And Ripping Boys So Hard They Needed Some Morphine
So I Pop My Collar
Ur Stuff Is Wack
But For Trying Ill Pop Ur Collar Back





Forget About The Hits That Im Gonna Make
And The Gigs That Im Gonna Play
Dont Love Me If U Didnt Back In The Day
Mess Wit Me U Better Say Ur Prayers
Cuz Ill Have U Running Like Gale Sayers
Dont Be Hating
Cuz Ur Girl Is Calling Me Sweetness Like Im Walter Payton
(man Voice) (silus Put It Scientific On Em Wack Cats)
The Flow That I Be Dropimis
Are Megamis Hottimis
Battle Me U Know Ill Blow Up Ur Spotimis
There Aint No Stopping This
I Rip Any Time Any Day Dawg
Whether Playing Ball
Or Hanging At Mall
Where I Get A Few Numbers To Make A Few Calls
Be It In The School Yard Where I Mack Wit My Folks
Or At The Corner Wit My Crew Where We Crack A Few Jokes
Whether Punks Throwin Sticks
Or In The Project Near A Stack Of Bricks
I Will Always Commit
To Roll Wit The Klick
Cuz There Are Haters Out Hatin On The Flows I Spit
Im Rapping Underground
So U Know I Dont Play Around
PEACE