[Lyric] UMaT Cypher (J.Dot, Jemil, Blu, Mainy, Jae Ghost)

[Intro: Jae Ghost]
UMaT cypher
Ei D-Thug you craze for this one ooh
Make we go

[Verse 1: J.Dot]
Yeah..
They call me Nasty
Finally made it to your screens!
You receive me with open arms
My CV is filled with honors
They speak and tweet of my drama
I ain't even on TV, the ladies scream when they see me
A lotta meat when I'm eating, so why they beefing, it beats me
I'm a Young rookie with a veteran flow
Spit the bars hardcore but a gentleman tho
I'm rap's whip with no roof, hop in over the door
I'm filled with petrol
Spark me and I'm ready to go
See, the game is too tight for whack raps u heard?
Sit it on the bench like Black stars reserves
MCs gimme the props I deserve
You can't touch my game like wildlife reserves
Brother, you ain't rapping, you just utter trash
I heard you got mad flows I'm ultra pad
See, if murder on the track is breaking the law
Then you looking at a convict, guilty as charged
Ring the alarm!
I'm on the loose a killer's at large
I'm packed the the bars, you could say my battery is charged
I rap and they fall, stunting like a weapon at war
I murder it hard, and it it with the sign of the cross, church!
Gimme a round of applause..
F.L.Y baby!
[Verse 2: Jemil]
Moment of silence for this beat that am about to kill
It's like the kick and the base signed a suicidal deal
It's like am high on drugs or some lyric enhancement pill
Told her to pop it for a nigga and I know she will
Drop it down take it round just like a Ferris wheel
I ain't a superman but am a man of steel
Your chick hasnt made you smile in ten days but I bet a new mercedes will
Supercalifragilisticespiallidocious
Man am so audacious
Like Pharoah am ferrocious
Am big poppa nigga 2pacalicious
I eat rappers gobble them up mmmmm delicious
Wen am on the mic it's one word, Vicious
My rap it's a war between heaven and hell, apocalypse
The return of 2pac, 2pacalypses
The boy fuckin gifted
That's why he is egotistic
You don't compare to me thats being realistic
It's like I won your ass in a game of poker
Your face is mediocre
I must be bipolar cos one time am happy and the next time am Adolf Hitler
Am great like Alexander, A king like julius Ceasar
For this 24 bars it's game over
Salute me like a soldier
We already won
Nigga what?
We Taking over
[Verse 3: Color Blu]
Well it's Blu, Leggo!
See, boy you know the method sublime
Its Blu in the building I still got the flow on demand and supply
Lyrically Inclined, the baddest boy just got your girl's legs looking like the victory sign
Still killin' every challenger, Take it for the predator
Your days are numbered like a m'aafucking calendar
Told you I was bad and you don't get that?
Well am that motherfucker like your step dad
I know am preaching to the choir but I will appreciate it if y'all could stand
And clap your hands if you check my stance
Understand where am coming from and who am running from
Am tryna get some, call me the son of a gun
Cos I don't look to no one, None
And if you ask me about mentors I might pop a gum
I'm on the road to success and you were hawking in the street
Nigga you were just a pure water seller or some'n
We in this bitch it ain't even 9 months
The punchlines got your girls going nuts
You know say Blu no dey slack, I gave her that D got her feeling like a catholic nun
The way am killing all these cats men there ain't no clue
And all these new competition are like PC's
Why boy? Well nigga cos I win those too
Gotta get the line men
Windows, Competition, PC
See, I'm on a hospital bed boy am illy
Am just silly on the beat
Bring your competition boy we over kill it
Am just planking on a milli and how you don't understand me boy when am sitting on the ceiling
Get the meaning?
Word to ma haters I dont think they ever getting tired of the new flow that I be giving em
Gassing in a fast lane and I'll probably get a chick to take ma last name
You in the back and what the fuck is you saying?
We bring hell just needed to make a statement
My clique full of demons and I guess that make me Satan
[Verse 4: Mainy]
Am on fire am gonna be a lip hard to swallow
Shallow till you wallow in the shadow of survival
Cos I spit verse rep GH like a cypher
Outta the ordinary reignite like a lighter
I be dealing with filling, bank am a writer
Two shots couldn't put a man down am a fighter
And am climbing the ladder
Cos I made it back from nothing
Heading to the top am jumping
Reminiscing till there's nothing, No doubt
Am a monster, beat it up so terribly
Standing at the opposite of the tabernacle so verily
Money like a money machine, Dean Merry
Am a king am a talent to this game, Freighter
Better get your shades on I spit like a Viper
Am out

[Verse 5: Jae Ghost]
I'll let em know what it means to choose the wrong side
Sparks fly, Ruthlessness Fuck it they all Die
Fucking wit the Wrong guy smoother than denzel
Where ever these Fuck niggas at nigga I send hell
And tell ya bitch to stop hittin' ma jack
Im sick wit them raps
Hoopty flow 5th on ma lap
Im prolly OT movin' wit the raw
Sock em out leave em droolin' on the floor
Toolie in the car and I do this for ma dawgs
End up wit ya eyes missing
So fuck around and get left wet for dry snitching
Mention ma name n its over for niggas
But u da type ta prolly bend ova fa Niggas
If I run outta shells ma mans reloadin' em triggers
Off load a hunnit keys
I'm that nigga your pops just wanna be
Guaranteed ya mans hate it
I'm the Boss On ya block and I take ya man hood like ya castrated
I ain't got games to play
Gimme the nigga name today
Aim and Spray
End up like Alonzo in Training Day!