lirik lagu champ m.c. – stressin’ me
[hook: champ mc]
aw, they stressin me, p-ss me my nine
aw, they stressin me, p-ss my my nine
aw, they stressin me, p-ss me my nine
they stressin me, they stressin me, p-ss me my nine
[champ mc]
aw, they stressin me, p-ss me my nine
pleasure and pain son, i’m gonna get mine
cham is my name and taboo is my fly kick
i rap like a n-gga, but don’t jump on my d-ck
oh they stressin me, p-ss me my nine
they get me heated, these b-tches better beat it
i’m wanted for murder, -ssault wack rappers
f-ckin manslaughta, watch ya back, i’m commin next for ya daughter
ooh, things are getting nasty, they won’t last me
ya testing me like tim dog, then step to me
gimme the mic, i burn a hole in your head
catch a body, if i got hot, then that sh-t is dead
into reality, we have two personalities
we just like ‘f-ck it’, and go on with profanity
[hook]
[champ mc]
they stressin me, they stressin me, p-ss me my nine
send me a victim so i can get mine
all these bum b-tches is getting out of line
and if you do the crime, you gotta do the time
i said oh, they stressin me, pain in my chest
gotta get my nine and my bulletproof vest
crazy as a ??, cuz now i’m f-cking next
seven b-tches down, now guess who’s next
b-tches get snitches and punks get lumps
if you think you want it then step your p-ssy -ss up chump
cuz i got pumps thats in my leg, its in my chest
its in my home and now i’m goin to some n-ggas home
i flip out, k!ll others like son of sam
wanted by the cops, but they don’t know who the f-ck i am
yo what goes on, you gotta settle that sh-t
they stressin you, they stressin you, ain’t that a b-tch
[hook]
[champ mc]
aw they stressin me, p-ss me my nine
you get me heated, what, they got me heated
i shouldn’t have to repeat it
you know my style been wild, but should i reminisce
or represent, but don’t tip me
steppin to the champ mc, you betta flee you little booga
why you got my back? you know the hook up
and if you a n-gga, bring it on
you were dead wrong, and the family’s too smart
yeah, you tried to stamp me, but i ?? you by lil inches
ayo f-ck that, you rollin with the ghetto b-tches
on the fairy rollin deep, like fifty jeeps
so don’t sleep, it’s my style you better peep
uh, pull ya sh-t up in the jeep, i guarantee this
the type of flava that knock ya -ss right off your feet
i compete my verses with curses
but you look like the mic man, you can’t come close to this
[hook x2]
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