Scrilla Vic - Born To Rhyme Lyrics

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Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

Here we go, a latino rollin' in a hooptie

Hard on the boulevard but sweet with all the cuties

Steadily steppin' quick and I can never understand

Why these dudes wanna front on the man with a light tan

All the people who be squakin', say my lyrics are not shockin',

I stop your talkin' without trippin', bust your lippin', really slippin'

Flippin' like I'm loco, SJ local

Time to switch the vocal with the rhyme flow, and it goes

No fakin', title-takin, never jelly doughnut makin'

Sam hatin', devastatin', never keep the ladies waitin'

Always havin' fun, lyrics on the one

Blastin' all them suckas like from a loaded magnum

Yeah, it's the V from the wrong side of uptown

Comin' from the ghetto, or could it be the underground

Some say they got a funk rhythm with a funky style

But I'm the one who makes MCs run a hundred miles

Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

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Back in effect, causin' much pain

Don't need pidgeons, rollin' like a hurricane

The V & Jon Doe - homies from the SLO Town

Sportin' timberland boots, not some old Busta Brown

On the mic you think you're comin' off like F'in Vietnam

But I'll blow up in your face like frags from a pipe bomb

The bass is hittin' hard like a blow from Tyson

Your honey's gotta go, she didn't like my nice and smooth

Way of throwin' down, she's even steps up - PUM, PUM - Hold it Now!

When it comes to droppin' lyrics, I'm the man you can't mess wit

The six-foot assassin who keeps bustin' a hard hit

Never sellin' out, and I think you'll find

The V knows the time cuz I was born to rhyme

Never sellin' out, and I think you'll find

The V knows the time cuz I was born to rhyme

Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

In with the wickedest style that's definitely worth your while

Comin' across like I'm the boss and flowin' like the Nile

Steadily-steppin', whippin' and I'm always on the go

Comin' outta SLO, the young latin dynamo

Hmmm... should I start to flex? I'm feeling kinda vexed

Cuz my man John Doe wants his vocals on my Memorex

Crashin' through your crew with the force of a tidal wave

Save your breath - your fate is an early grave

Boom the trunk - hype the funk

Dunk the punk in a trunk whose ship got sunk

Bass the place. Lose the race

Sprayed with mace and you're gonna gonna get the gasface

Step to this. Now you're pissed. Now you lisp

Miss the target and get burned to a crisp

Claim you game. Tame your brain

When I sip the nighttrain you can see me flippin' like I'm insane

Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall

I was born to rhyme

Lurkin' in the dark is the crazed psycopath with the skimask

Lookin' for a way to start a bloodbath

The dudes with the gun, got you on the run, son

Keep runnin' 'til the end of the millennium

I can't dig a pig just like Ice Cube

I'll straight kill at will on a vicious groove

Look and see, the V is who I am

I gotta the ladies sayin', "Yeah!" and the fellas sayin', 'Damn!"

And the shit remains in your sublime

Takin' out suckas, but it aint no crime

At the drop of a dime, I'm comin' through on time

The V shows the suckas I was born to rhyme.

And the shit remains in your sublime

Takin' out suckas, but it aint no crime

At the drop of a dime, I'm comin' through on time

The V shows the suckas I was born to rhyme.

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