I Am'em ft. Cimer Amor Lyrics

Ayo the game ain't been da same since I started spittin

With these lames in my lane mayne saying no he didn't

Side bang, yeah he hittin tried to tell ya they gone bit'em

Only said 4 bars and you knew you was gonna like'em

Da bul flow vicious, SpottieOttieDopaliscious

Homie you don't know what this is

See I came up with the Kris's Slick Ricky's and the Kane's

Just as wicked with da slang same sickness in my veins this just a different strain

A vandal with the pens, burn candles at both ends

Son shine so bright I might damage ya camera lens

No crabs, no leeches

No cash for no features

No collabs no allegiance homie I don't even need ya's

A selfish bastard, I'll put a I in team

Bars a sick narcissist, in love my 16's

So I can't be fond of you, this is what I'm tryna do

Lace it then I take it back to basics like the Amish do

Back middle to the front can't front

When that live shit thump I know exactly what you want

It still feel new I still get the goosebumps

Butterflies in the stomach, damn I still love it

Know why? I am'em, yes, I am'em

That same bul from 16 street I am'em

I am'em, ah! I am

Hip hop I embody it take ya beat and body it

This bul told me I'm a problem, naw I'm more like a solver

Flow is automatic, naw its more like a revolver

Rarely jam up sorry fam but ya scam up

Northside is My Part of Town so damn tuff

Can't fuck with this shit that's raw

Nasty with the spit I'm like Pavlovs dog,

Say my name my saliva hot as devils spit

Thought you had a angle then I mangled and beveled it

Completely leveled it like da Constructicons

Forming Devastator made a clever way to crush your rhymes

Just in time like them 90's dot commers

Catch me up in Warmdaddy's with a hot mama

Listening to a bul pluck da upright

Cats yelling FML, I agree fuck ya life

Drop 30 mixtapes in a year what's the purpose

All it proves to me is your musics completely worthless

Back middle to the front can't front

When that live shit thump I know exactly what you want

It still feel new I still get the goosebumps

Butterflies in the stomach, damn I still love it

Know why? I am'em, yes, I am'em

That same bul from 16 street I am'em

I am'em, ah! I am

Hip hop I embody it take ya beat and body it

You try to tell me how to rap I tell a cat don't bother

That's like tryna give a millionaire a dollar

That's like getting sex advice from a virgin

Or getting safe sex tips from somebody that's burning

Can't tell me nothing ain't no future frontin

Rest in peace MC Breed, see I'm what these mc's need

A refresher course, re-certification

I'm the best resource if you need further information

I'm dumb thurl spit shit nasty as tub girl

You see that shit? It's a bug world

Brothers with skinny jeans and mohawks ya kiddin me

Only black dude I wanna see wit a Mohawk is Mr. T

I pity you fools, feel like that all the time

Some of yall will hate but the rest will fall in line

Just as expected, I'm a blast from da past

That will Kid n Play kick step you right in your ass

Back middle to the front can't front

When that live shit thump I know exactly what you want

It still feel new I still get the goosebumps

Butterflies in the stomach, damn I still love it

Know why? I am'em, yes, I am'em

That same bul from 16 street I am'em

I am'em, ah! I am

Hip hop I embody it take ya beat and body it