Come Widdit Ahmad (Ft. Ras Kass & Saafir)

We went all around the planet, pitchin', and no one hit it
I'm the first batter up Ahmad -- well then come widdit
All around the planet, pitchin', and no one hit it
I'm the first batter up Ahmad -- well then come widdit

[Verse One: Ahmad]
Well it's the niggerole that caught Foot Lock
Cause the vibe keeps voxed in funk, makes you rock to the side
Gave it all I had, just to have what I got
Niggas tryin to be bad, and they mad cause they not
Gonna defeat the rapper who got three ways to sack a
Quarterback, I slaughter wack MCs with ease
These nuts, what you get and a busted lip
What you have when you come at me with buster shit
Autographs given, driven so I musta hit
Bought a Jag, chillin' on the Shore just to dip
Get it right, cause I get it, night in and night out
I'm butter, covering up wack MCs like Wite-Out
Don't doubt it that they just be okay rappers: overrated
Who hate it that a nigga from the West blew up and made it
And I'd braid it if I had it but for now I keep it balded
Niggas tryin' to touch to me better stop before they get scalded
I'm hot, like a skillet and grits, crush you to bits
When I look over the room, and then lower the boom, and
Think that they can defeat the man that can't be beat
I do the breaststroke, clown, while you drown in three feet
Beep beep like robots on Buck Rogers plus I bust
25th century rhymes so you decline
To battle any time, had skills since I was nine
Dope lines the only weapon that I cock, I never drop
I stop clones cause biting's never condoned
From the Westside 4th Avenue crew Jones