Battlesque lyrics

Now chiba chiba y'all - I'm not a Libra y'all
I keep it rappin' on - Cause I'm a Capricorn
Keep chiefin' y'all - That's how we breathin' y'all
To the beat y'all
Yo, uh...

Well I'm a free force, soar across the board like Ouija
Peg you in the head mysteriously with my CD
Stick to my position like defensemen when they pivot
Pitted against Pat, your warranty'll reach its limit
And then it's - trouble on the double for your hustle
I bustle up the fuss, cause I'm curt like Russell
Death Proof - Definitely no one you can step to
Quick to tell a trendsetter "Mother f*cker, F you"
My mental's like a stencil with these sentences I etch through
Sketchin' out the best view of wreckin' with a fresh hue
Cinderella rhythms never fitted, bring the next shoe
I drop my dopeness in doses like pet food
The heads are my bread and butter, who I do my duty by
Booty rhymes are banished when I'm high on the Fu-Gee-La
How many mics do I rip on the daily?
Enough that I be losin' track, maybe you should Google that
Who is that provin' rap's back with a newer act?
Drew back and slapped all these wack cats blue and black
Battlesque - When I pat you on the neck
And ask that you surrender the microphone with respect