Hot *** on a platter [Repeat 8X] Ayo, put one up for the Phifer, long time no hear from Suckers walkin' around talking about they could get some But that vibe is non cypher, no can do And if you take I fi' joke, then ask the other two And I proceed to let you know, exactly how to flow I'm not Lawn Doctor so just seckle with the hoe Oops...my mistake, I didn't know you went with her Should I run down the line of all the kids that done hit her? Don't be bitter, I hear that honey resembles a critter Heard she likes the two-on-one like my man John Ritter But back to the subject, you can't catch wreck You must get respect, to earn respect Suckers think they could hurt me, 'cause now I wear specs You're full of jokes, but yo, your name ain't Flex I got the riches, the *****es, I'm large like a Huxtable You think you're all that, but your girl's quite doable! Yeah, I'm tellin' you G, to back up off me I’m not a man called Hawk, but I ain’t Mr. Softee Rappin' is an art, coming straight from the heart So forget the chart because the action can start
Hot *** on a platter [Repeat 8X]
Ha...where ya at? To all my peoples with the funk I'm the undercover brother, dump your hoe in the trunk Save all the sad songs and the tearjerkers ****** step back, it's the lyrical worker The poems that I create ain't in paperback books The poems that I create are for hookers and the crooks My mental is excelling 'cause I dabble in the books I'm not the one to front on, so suboops-suboops Yo, I gets the pickin's, I'm such a damn ****ens If you step to this then the plot just thickens I'll run you around the track like a bunny and a dog To me, your just another MC on the log A link in the chain, fluid on the brain I boast of hype lyrics, and yours are mundane See, I can't maintain, especially if you come back I'm the lyrical master blaster, yeah, I could do that I could also do your girl, so leave the hoe at home 'Cause when I get done, I'll have her strung on bones It's the no-joke pressure, that elevates my mind Make me pick up and go when it's time to drop my rhymes My title is rock, the Abstract Poetic I'm in the idle mode but my energy's kinetic So smooth and debonair, special for the ear Gotta keep my thing in gear 'Cause it's evident and clear that I will rock, rock, rock...
Hot *** on a platter [Repeat 8X]
[00:00.40]Hot *** on a platter [Repeat 8X] [00:19.22]Ayo, put one up for the Phifer, long time no hear from [00:21.73]Suckers walkin' around talking about they could get some [00:24.18]But that vibe is non cypher, no can do [00:26.25]And if you take I fi' joke, then ask the other two [00:28.83]And I proceed to let you know, exactly how to flow [00:31.21]I'm not Lawn Doctor so just seckle with the hoe [00:33.61]Oops...my mistake, I didn't know you went with her [00:36.07]Should I run down the line of all the kids that done hit her? [00:38.55]Don't be bitter, I hear that honey resembles a critter [00:40.82]Heard she likes the two-on-one like my man John Ritter [00:43.33]But back to the subject, you can't catch wreck [00:45.63]You must get respect, to earn respect [00:47.93]Suckers think they could hurt me, 'cause now I wear specs [00:50.39]You're full of jokes, but yo, your name ain't Flex [00:52.84]I got the riches, the *****es, I'm large like a Huxtable [00:55.22]You think you're all that, but your girl's quite doable! [00:57.75]Yeah, I'm tellin' you G, to back up off me [01:00.44]I’m not a man called Hawk, but I ain’t Mr. Softee [01:02.53]Rappin' is an art, coming straight from the heart [01:05.12]So forget the chart because the action can start [01:07.31] [01:07.81]Hot *** on a platter [Repeat 8X] [01:25.81] [01:26.15]Ha...where ya at? To all my peoples with the funk [01:28.92]I'm the undercover brother, dump your hoe in the trunk [01:31.21]Save all the sad songs and the tearjerkers [01:33.59]****** step back, it's the lyrical worker [01:36.00]The poems that I create ain't in paperback books [01:38.50]The poems that I create are for hookers and the crooks [01:40.78]My mental is excelling 'cause I dabble in the books [01:43.20]I'm not the one to front on, so suboops-suboops [01:45.74]Yo, I gets the pickin's, I'm such a damn ****ens [01:48.22]If you step to this then the plot just thickens [01:50.52]I'll run you around the track like a bunny and a dog [01:52.79]To me, your just another MC on the log [01:55.22]A link in the chain, fluid on the brain [01:57.68]I boast of hype lyrics, and yours are mundane [02:00.08]See, I can't maintain, especially if you come back [02:02.46]I'm the lyrical master blaster, yeah, I could do that [02:04.81]I could also do your girl, so leave the hoe at home [02:07.19]'Cause when I get done, I'll have her strung on bones [02:09.67]It's the no-joke pressure, that elevates my mind [02:12.07]Make me pick up and go when it's time to drop my rhymes [02:14.53]My title is rock, the Abstract Poetic [02:16.72]I'm in the idle mode but my energy's kinetic [02:19.15]So smooth and debonair, special for the ear [02:21.60]Gotta keep my thing in gear [02:22.75]'Cause it's evident and clear that I will rock, rock, rock... [02:26.20] [02:26.75]Hot *** on a platter [Repeat 8X]
