Mic Wrecka

H-Star the number one mic wrecka bout to Mike check ya Mr Goat number one Two three but let me Jumpman to four five Dropping double nickels in the Garden Dam I'm eating good throwing the Nixon Call me richie Rich And yes i guess I'm just a big dick too NY no disrespect intended but my word play actin' reckless Cuz I'm a Texas king and I'm never droppin' the ball on any eve But you can label me a simple man Understanding the simple plan of supply and demand I know that's kinda strife but this game of life ain't no fairy tale Ain't no fable Became the DJ and turned the tables on these snakes in the grass I know em very well But oh well what the hell it's time to cut the tail Call this a lyrical baptism if you will Listen up close All you friends and foes When it comes to the females and the dro If you ain't Exotic I'm a probably hit it once Then puff puff pass hoe It's the fire breathing H-Star So where the money bags The only thing I chase is a paper bag I'm here for a good time not a long time So why you haters mad The H before the Star is for my last name Not cuz I'm blastin' I'm a genius with the math moving fast in the cash lane Believe me when I'm sayin' I get to weighing now I'm laughin' At you lames half assing Asking why yo digits looking midget Vividly it's time to elbow you in half then Your money tells a tale of how your money failed No more gassing you up I'm passing you up you better fasten up I'm on the business tip So watch yo step when it comes to the flip Don't you dare trip I'm quick to empty the clip That'll give you a sip of the drip of the heater Dispensing the rhymes in my mind So follow the leader I'm taking the pic of the litter To hit it and quit it so fast Flick you like ash I'm lit like a flash So I'm trappin' and turning these riches from rags These are the facts The wrath in me is burning all my enemies flags So rapidly For coming after me That's blasphemy The world is mine in my eyes and like a paradise I'm a roll it up Light it up Inhale Exhale I love the smell of the breeze When the pressure releases from these packs To let the sticky icky breath Cali trees Live and direct From the California plug Cali nugs big as palm trees In my King Palm King Kong I'm beatin' on my chest Blowin' napalm out my lungs Listen up close All you friends and foes When it comes to the females and the dro If you ain't Exotic I'm a probably hit it once Then puff puff pass hoe It's the fire breathing H-Star So where the money bags The only thing I chase is a paper bag I'm here for a good time not a long time So why you haters mad The H before the Star is for my last name Not cuz I'm blastin' I'm a genius with the math moving fast in the cash lane Believe me when I'm sayin' I get to weighing now I'm laughin' At you lames half assing Asking why yo digits looking midget Vividly it's time to elbow you in half then