Goonies, Vol 2 Grind Mode Cypher (Ft. Chris Webby, Johnny Conceptz, Lingo (USA), Ohmz & Tha Red Baron)

[Intro: Lingo]
Uhuh
Grind Mode Cypher
Chris Webby in the building

[Verse 1: Lingo]
I am one of a kind
You kind of one of them guys, who dick ride, write, talk shit, run, and then hide
When I catch up think back, that's hindsight
Tap the 57, see red, live a blind life
I shot you, in order rhymes proper
East coast, peace flow, big, just like poppa
My popularity skyrockets, I'm killing all these bitches you calling it dime dropper
Get persecuted, they're saying your words are stupid
And that Hip Hop is causing the violence, it's murder music
If that's the case I'm smashing a bastards face
Walking a fine line of Master Ace and pass the mace
I'm way passed you cats who masquerade
Get the mask and raid your house, then you passed away
And that's the way I bury your past time
Just pitcher make hits, America's pass time

[Verse 2: Johnny Conceptz]
It's showtime, you need a whole army to hurt me
Your asses will get shot from the words that I'm dispersing
They want me to hook it up like Kareem, you're not deserving
Magic Johnson with the Torch, I only pass if you're worthy
Damn, that's a hell of a scheme, an intelligent being, with devilish dreams, man it seems like I'm something you've never seen before
I'll body you know then I'll body what's left of your damn spirit from a Ouija board
Like why should I take it easy for?
If that's the case I'd quit rap and start relaxing at a beach resort
You misdirected like a street detour
And Ima fix that ass up like plastic surgeons on a sleezy whore
Please be warned, I swear you don't want the drama
Better get your run on, like a sentence without a comma
Mumble rappers killing the art like some suicide bombers
If that's what raps become Ima body this whole genre