DJ Serious
Текст песни Critics

[feat. D-Sisive]

(breathe out)
ha ha
Yo

Yo!
I rip mics
24-7-365 days
Treat rhymes like bullets and leave your hollow heads drained
What's my name?
don't play dumb
Y'all have to know me
D-Sisive it's 2000 like 80s to Bon Jovi
Battle in
I'mma gonna keep rapping until I get rushed
Damn, the last promoters still owe me $1000 bucks
where were you
Everybody claims they have my back
But they all dashed when they heard the last beer bottle smashed
I rhyme tight
We be getting pops from left to right
Guns'n Roses look a like could still kill a mic
Groopies
I am not sexy
Why you wanna do me?
I ain't got loot but i will shoot a porno movie
On this whole damn planet
Canada's answer to Maestro going platinum
An outcast?
I don't get why you hate my for?
Want me to drop the mic and buy you a brand new skateboard
Eat a dick!
You dissed me when you heard I wasn't from the projects
Now everyone wants me like healey on Gonzales
So beware
Hardcore rappers put the rifle away because
Even with the guns I make you shakier than Michael J

[Chorus]
He's ill
He's whack
He's sick
He's phat
He's nerdy
He's trash
He's this
He's that
He sounds like (What's his name?)
Didn't he diss them?
Yup
Blah blah blah
Blah blah blah
[x2]

Now i don't walk around talkin' about murdering my girlfriends
Or raping 12 year olds or hoping that the world would ends
Or taking drugs and hatin' my fans or my sermons
bitch
I don't know cuz i can't relate to it
So why all you bitch Critics comparing me to it
Calling me wannabe
Make me look stupid
Dissin' pop singers?
I introduced it
battle raps in Canada?
Dude, I am the nucleus
Since '96 I make some rappers look stupid
Even some of the rappers that rap with in my crew
Enough is enough and it's clock for a change
My trigger finger's itchy
And i'm takin' my aim
Emailin' me sayin' i'm sold out as an MC
All i'm selling out Sams and HMV
DJ's wanna play me
Like Kardinal i'm hustlin' till the police wanna rap me
I know y'all hate me
So if you got nothing good to say say it loud
Y'all haters ain't gonna phase me
Cuz D-Sisive be killing more haters than Duck Hunter on Nintendo

[Chorus]
He's ill
He's whack
He's sick
He's phat
He's nerdy
He's trash
He's this
He's that
He sounds like (What's his name?)
Didn't he diss them?
Yup (uh huh)
Blah blah blah
Blah blah blah
[x2]

I don't diss, I only tell the truth (that's true)
but people take it personal when it's about them
And i'm brining the proof
I'm bringing the truth
So my advice to you performers
Make as many best friends as you can
Especially news reporters
Cuz if a dope rapper has the balls to diss you
Tell your best friend to diss him in the next issue
Even out the reasons why the dope rapper dissed you
Cal him jealous and make him feel like the bigger bitch
And make sure the news reaches the continent
That's just the wonderful world of politics
it's funny, how that writer
forgot to print that the crowd went wild
After D-Sisive ripped that shit
So realize
While you all impose the art
I'm blowing up
You're falling off like Owen Hart

"yo D-Sisive is it true
Hey D, why do you keep saying..
Blah blah blah
blah blah blah"

[Chorus]
He's ill
He's whack
He's sick
He's phat
He's nerdy
He's trash
He's this
He's that
He sounds like (What's his name?)
Didn't he diss them?
Yup (uh huh)
Blah blah blah
Blah blah blah
[x2]

[Scratching]
"blah blah blah"

"Me I don't have that problem. Me, I always say."