This Shit Right Here HRSMN

[Intro]
Four dark riders, the black demons of Revelations
Nigga, nigga, my nigga, guaranteed
This shit right here, my nigga
This shit right here, guaranteed
Hip hop quotables, nigga
Every verse, nigga
Step your game up, nigga
HRSMN, nigga, I'm a show you how to rap, nigga
Show you how to rap

[Ras Kass]
H-R-S-M-N, no vowels
I don't give a shit, no bowels (No)
White flag waving, no throwing in towels
It's Clash of the Titans, no mechanical owls
I hang with the Gorgons and Stygian Witches
Cannibalize niggas, cauldren full of boilin' bitches (Ha)
And you don't know the half ,so you just 49% of a stupid son of a bitch
And concerning the spit, I'm a hot dog like burning a pit
Get my 23 on, spell team with a "i" quick
You ain't consistent, get off of my dick
If you believing every rapper that's claiming they buy brick
I got a bridge in London to sell you
Gravity, death, Razzy: things that never fail you
I get around like the side view of Lady Gaga
Here to fuck ya life up like black baby mamas
Wish granny could've lived to see President Obama
Instead of seeing her hometown underwater
At least she in a better place
Learning is a gift, pain is my teacher, two steps ahead of fate
Is these rap niggas crazy spitters?
Do Catholic priests make good babysitters? (No!)
I'm a lazy spitter, but hip hop made me glitter
Til I'm Daddy Kane and Pun and Christopher Wallace, even maybe bigger
And they rename me Jigga, just praise me nigga
Flame these cats up, put they dick in the dirt
Wrinkle em up til they looking like Mr. Bigglesworth