What Is It Tommy Tee (Ft. Masta Ace)

[Intro: Masta Ace]
Yeah
Yeah
What is it?
Uh, yeah
What is it?
Tommy Tee, Masta Ace
What is it?
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
1-2

[Verse 1: Masta Ace]
Listen, every season I'm out, I'm hot without a reasonable doubt
Raps in a pleasing amount, I'm squeezing 'em out
All this beef is about increasing your clout
Hot rhymes I got a decent amount and I'm leasin 'em out (Uh-huh)
With the option to own, stop watching the chrome
Go home little rascal and learn that poem
When I mix paper and ink I'm making you think
It's like pouring a glass of poison, and taking a drink (That's right)
My teeth is sharp they're better to eat rappers
Why you wanna keep at this? You need practice
I'm well known to inflict pain, like knee fractures
If I wrote a book you'd be dead in the first three chapters
It's a habit of mine, to put cats on a rapid decline
You get shot with a knife, stabbed with a nine
Your career is about as stable, as a three legged table
I put out more records myself, than your whole label
Talking all that thug shit, like you're so able
The worst thing you did in your life, was stole cable
You're too light in the ass to be fighting the mass
I leave you right in the grass I'm lightning fast
I'm nice now, shit I was tight in the past
I throw you right in the dash like a frightening crash
You like Bruce Willis in Sixth Sense, and I'mma show it
And that's 'cause your career's dead, but you don't know it