Scott Hall Lyrics

Showtime

I move in silence like a snake without a rattle

Wannabes that no one listens to think we should battle

Kiss until they tattle, riding me without a saddle

Shorty know I'm dripping like Adam Sandler without a paddle

Spitting kilo, skeet, skirt, the El Camino

Perform in Reno, spitting sicker than the chemo

Cold as winter time, I be making rappers fall

I'm in his face with a toothpick like Scott Hall

They can't stand me, I'm getting numbers, I'm at the mall

Scramble them just like some eggs I quarterback the draw

I ain't passing them shit, they don't deserve the ball

On Monday night, the fucking Raw, he hit the rookie wall

They pay attention to me like they fucking paying bills

I be feeling sorry for em like I'm gaining feels

He can't fuck with me, he tripping like he sprayed his heel

Lyrically, I'm Lance Armstrong and he on training wheels

He can never hang, I'm fresh to death, I hang from chains

I leveled up and no one notable can say I changed

Booker T the book end bitch, I'm writing off the page

Flexing like I'm Scott Hall off like 100 bangs

Busting like 100 thangs, no one know they names

Spitting frostbite like my teeth from Johnny Dang

Hit like Liu Kang, smoke him like a new strain

I'm the rapping animal that no one fucking tamed

Shorty stay in fucking lane

Take his mask off his head

Looked at it, saw who it was

I'm like, damn, shot his ass again