Tommy Beatz - The Champ

Lady's and gentlemen
Bitches to
This is the moment
You all been waiting for
Get out of your seats
I would like to introduce
The reigning undisputed champion
Of the world
Ya boy
You know his name
Tommy mother fucking Beatz yeah
You want to spit a cypher
Kill the beat I might knife ya
Turn it up a little higher
I'm a hip hop lifer
You Whack rappers
It's time to pay the pipper
It's time to light up
The champ has is here to take the Title From your favourite idle
Spitting them straight asshole bars
Get cut throat scars
Trouble in my thoughts
Then I go raw
They want to know what the cause is
Your looking at it
Now to correctly introduce my self
Hi my name is Tommy
With the big salami
You think it's funny
Now you see me dickin' ya mommy
Do you really want to get bodied
Homie
With these lyrics now go clock the Shottie
My mission is to kill every beat
That's is thrown at me
The kitchen catching fire you that Tommy's bringing that heat
I'm on fire man I never retreat
You better buckle up your seats
When your fucking with me
In the ring of this game
Keep your Dukes up
Win some lose some
Yea gotta learn from
Fuck it ima hit em low
Then I aim high
Hit em hard on the come up
Debo uppercut got em all like damn
See my hustle
I'm just Tryna leave a stamp
Knock out the baseball park
Grand slam
Knock out knock out here come
The champ
I be LAE till DIE
I be on that THC ice tea
Yea I'm still rolling green
Out to get it like a fiend
I be heading for that number one seat
Getting in the ring with the champ
I'm a heavyweight
Hit em hard with the five knuckles
Let me demonstrate
Fuck sakes pass the mic
Your jaw ima separate
I'm hungry
Yeah you know I gotta get a plate
Mic check One two
Hit em with the left hook
Sick ill minds leave em all shook
Blunt force trauma it will be your Outlook
And Your own blood yea you got a Mouthful
Ahh Yea mother fucker I own it
No team in my corner
Ima Slam my Opponent
I'm a rap proponent
Ima king I thrown it
Protect yourself at all times
Yeah I gun it
In the ring of this game
Keep your Dukes up
Win some lose some
Yea gotta learn from
Fuck it ima hit em low
Then I aim high
Hit em hard on the come up
Debo uppercut got em all like damn
See my hustle
I'm just Tryna leave a stamp
Knock out the baseball park
Grand slam
Knock out knock out here come
The champ
I be LAE till DIE
I be on that THC ice tea
Yea I'm still rolling green
Out to get it like a fiend
I be heading for that number one seat

Written by:
Thomas Caron

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