Bullshit Rap - Nitty Scott, MC, Nitty Scott, MC

He came up to me with some bullsh*t rap

He came up to me with some bullsh*t rap

He came up to me with some bullsh*t rap

Yo when he came up to me I told him to step back

Yo I was the best kept secret till I leaked it

Flow seasick, then I peaced it like a beatnik

Last of the the Mohicans get to geeking when I free kick

B-R-double O-K-Lyn street shit

Bozo with my nine oh-oh

Rapped around my pretty little finger like a yo-yo

Know we got that good dro, sticky like a moco

Flicking on them bics now my eyes all rojo

I give a damn about a hater

They want me like candy, baby Now and Later

So please don’t approach me with a bullshit rhyme

I don’t do battles, there’s too many free lines

Yo these retail-ass rappers such a gimmick

Sucker emcees trying to tell me how to spit it

I ain’t with it, catch me in the cypher with the nice type

I get some hype, you can’t even hold the mic right

Verbals, murder for the herbals

Vocabulary hurdles hold weight like a verdal

Industry rule number four thousand and eighty

Record company people are shady

I never let this game turn me to a clown

They so afraid of heights trying to be down

So step back ya’ll, it’s like that ya’ll

We represent for hip-hop, and not for rap ya’ll

It’s true, I get the audience thicker than a Snicker

Sweet faced spitter, you can miss me with the glitter

Kicked a little rap now they on me like a tack

And I gotta make moves like a military brat

Matter fact, listen I’m a born star

Wouldn’t give a flying fuck, on the airplane with a porn star

Roar fee-fi-fo-fum

I’m a five-two giant and these rappers so yum

My God, yes I live in my pod

Armed with the facts I rap your whole iPod

Then Nitty be like hello city

To your city, then your city be like hello Nitty