Mike Tyson Flow lyrics

[Mike Tyson talking]

I'm the best ever
I'm the most brutal and most vicious, and most ruthless champion there's ever been
No one can stop me, I'm the best eva!

[Verse 1]

Uhhn! like mutha'f*ck all yawl
Mr. Mike Tyson flow, uppercut all yawl
Step into my ring b*tches, ding ding b*tches
Click clack pow pow ping ping b*tches
I'm the Dream machine I mean King vision
I can see through yo scene like clear screen
Hear me? To a lion you are just deer meat
Fear God, fear me siry us us
Pe pi them try them and die when I say so
Weezy F hardful red go like Craig go
It's all gravy, tryna build like Lego's
Betta \"Let Go My Ego!\" with some breakfast on the table
Yeah! And I don't know how fake feel n*gga, cuz all my life, I been a real n*gga
f*ck ya girlfriend, f*ck ya homie too
I drop bombs I'm in the booth, in a army suit
And I'm armed to shoot, and I'mma marksmen too
And you're the target \"oops!\"
And everything get better with time, and time is forever
And mutha'f*cka its my time and I'm better
[Mike Tyson talking]

[Verse 2]

Ho I go so hard
I'm so gone my I.D is a post card
I travel like b-ball with no calls
I play my role and listen out for the roll call
This is a movie and every movie must go off
But this gangsta doesn't die like O-Dogg
Say what up blood, what the lick read!?
5 star general, in the 6 speed
Still hood like thick cheese, b*tch please
Him squeeze quicker than the wind breeze
n*ggas betta trim trees
Simply shoot yours empty if b turn dat thick cheese to swiss cheese
Folla me! A part of me!
f*ck around and see a whole notha side of me
I separate yo body with them hollow tips; biologist
Photographies, picture me in yo bedroom with a mask on
Pistol to yo head while you puttin' yo pants on
Peyton Manning offense, Singletary defense
Super-duper-extra-much-really-very-street sh*t
That is how I keeps it, R.I.P Beepsy
I do it how I do it cuz I know my n*ggas see me
And I'mma hold it down b*tch, hope that crown fit
The boy got a flow, that you can drown in
When you in the water watch them sharks, when you in the water watch dat salt
Young Carter no floss that was so raw ohw!
[Mike Tyson talking]

My style is impetuous
And I'm just ferocious, I want to eat his heart..
..I wanna eat his children
Praise be to Allah!

[Verse 3]

HAHAUHWH!
f*ckin' right I'mma monster
Sharper than a blade like Sticky Fingaz or Sonia
Mortal Kombat Street Fightin' like E-Honda
Murk ya and da dummies dat signed ya, whats really
Are ya plastic? Gasoline on ya contract
f*ck a pen I need a match, f*ck a b*tch I need a batch of b*tches
Yawl n*ggas act like a bunch of b*tches, blood b*tches leave ya in a tub
Blood b*tches, young n*ggas, Young Money, young n*ggas, f*ck pistols
We at yo window with SCUD missles, Young Carter!
Big nuts, and they hung further than ya father's
Hahahaha

[Mike Tyson talking]

You guys can't define me
I define my work as a father
I'm many things--
You know, I'm many things..
Ima, Ima.. Ima hellraiser, Ima father--a lovin' father
Yeah, yeah I'm pretty much Tyson