Song: Check It Out
Artist:  Bee Jewell
Year: 2012
Viewed: 171 - Published at: 7 years ago

[Hook]
Check it out, check it check it check it out y'all

[Verse1]
Yes its the Jewellsta, coming to bring the flavor you should savor
Rhymes sharper than a razor, I dare ya
To come around here running yo mouth
Before you get ruined need to check it check it out
I kick you to the curb with my words
That slaughter your whole herd
Beat you senseless with my verbs
'Til you go deaf kid you heard?
I keep my mind sober, I can't be high off herbs
You can't talk hungry to me if you were born and raised in the burbs
I observe how cats, be trying to act unnatural
Thinking they thugs, when they chumps yea actual-ly
They pissing me off, they do it so gradual-ly
With them thoughts they be thinking be real-ity
But they soft when they act this way and stepping to me
They stopped in they tracks can't rap with me to the sound of the beat
They fall victim to my lyrical stampede on 1, 2, 3
Check it out its the Jewellsta, coming to bring you the flavor you should savor
Rhymes sharper than a razor
[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Yes its the Jewellsta, the sanity attacker mic hacker
My rhymes sharper than a dagger, I jab ya
Leave you and your crew wheezing like you got asthma
I got it too but I've had it all my life so I cope better than you
I'm better than a substantial amount, while you better than few
And none of the stuff you've said about me have you said within my view
I'll punch you in your jaw, I'll leave yo jaw blue, its not Tv kid, its Tru
Man for real before you talk shit about me I think you better get your mind right
Before I punch you and mess up your eyesight
You'll feel my wrath when the times right
Until then you need to get yo weak rhymes right
I'll punch you in yo belly make you kneel
'Cause I aim to thrill I spit that real
But you wonder why my rhymes more electric than eels
Come on man you know me
Its the Jewellsta, the sanity attacker mic hacker
My rhymes sharper than a dagger

[Chorus]

[Verse3]

Oh y'all still here? Well I guess y'all ain't got tired of the bumble bee
I guess while y'all here I'll hit y'all with that verse three
Misery's dehydrated and I guess it's thirsty
But all its getting from me is an expired Hershey
Nobody should be depressed so show misery no mercy
Have No Limits on your happiness like your name was Percy
Miller, or Reggie, cats be wanting beef but when they used to veggies
These pipsqueaks ain't ready
My rhymes are heavy
And I'm bagging they flows like Hefty
I bring rhymes sharper than a machete
So lets cut to the Chase like Chevy
[Chorus]

( Bee Jewell )
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