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Mystikal - Letras


Unpredictable - Album




U Can't Handle This


 







<mystikal talking>


You would if you could


But you can't


So you ain't





<mystikal>





The minute I step in dis bitch


I hear Oh shit Mothafucka God Damn!


Watch out for dat nigga


You cant handle em


For a period of time


Noone can match those rhymes to mine


Im top of the line


Prickin your ass like a porcupine


I know what to do to knock your stupid ass so bad It aint no challenge!


This aint no mothafuckin fluke, This pure deep talent!


Im Gifted, Explicit mistressed and Explicit


Brand new home, same old nigga


I aint playin with you bitches!


Why you niggaz be rappin


Like your scared and unprepared


Im gonn have ya leave this mothafucka sayin Whatd that mothafucka said?


Gimme the bud, the weed I puff like elvis and the beetles


That gets blazed, then a couple soft MC's on pins and needles


Niggaz that got beef wit me


Better bring a heater


or either bow down to me


Cut off you dick, jesus


Thats the reason Im fuckin wit niggaz


Wasup wit dem niggaz dats talkin shit


You better go fuck wit anotha nigga


You cant handle this!





<chorus>


Oh shit, Motha Fucka! God Damn! x8





<mystikal>


Certified rhyme busta


Bitch Nigga, Bitch nigga


Same nigga, If Im not that nigga


but that nigga from punks, still come with the rif raf


went from Gold diggin, ta gold chains


I went from Club Train, Ta Soul Train!


fightin like a wild coyote


Like capone, hot seller


Keep your fuckin deck deader, then a bad woodpecker


I dont like niggaz tryin ta run up on my shit and set


Im the tarantula on the catipillar, Bitch ill kill ya


Catch more attention, then oriental peacocks


Phat rhymes, Hot tracks, A full room of rebocks


Ive got the gift thatll make a Bitch get off me


spent like charles barkley


So bitch Dont start me!


Whos that click?


use to be mobbin in my hood


Beware! Here I go!


get that boy good


Come like, there I was


When were yall idiots in the cut?


i raise the hacksaw, you jump back


Now yall niggaz dont want no trouble, Cant stop us





<chorus x8>





<mystikal>


I know ya'll nigga know better than to fuck wit tha man


Dont ya (dont ya)


Nigga dont you know what my style cant be poached


and every nigga around, probably got beef wit somebody


But thats the same nigga between the fighters


I aint got it (i aint got it)


When underground rules, will be tha day


My legs start to shake


another nigga couldnt off throw me on skates!


Im the supplier


The gasoline on your fire, Got em dodge em


Michael Tyler! The drunken fighter


Yall Niggaz cant do what I do!


(man fuck that nigga)


Naw Motherfuck you!


Good lord, the rhymes come through so hardcore


Bitch I got it if you bad enuff to take it


Its yours!


A lyrical ass whoopin


Is what im cookin


Hungry, Spittin all over your room when you wasnt lookin


Aint no canibus, the wrong nigga with ta mess


You get tha flatback like rambo Bitch


YOu cant handle this!





<chorus till fade> (11 times)










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