Artist: Mr. Complex Album: Stabbin You/Gitcha Gitcha Gitcha 12" Song: Stabbin You Typed by: noriega2@yahoo.com [Mr. Complex] One of my hair-brained schemes is to Chase my shadows after, My smoking pipe, dreams it, Seems i got a fiends just, Forming up coats, i make it seam easy, Some beg to differ, coke if ya, Got time i'll show ya, With a rhyme and blow ya, Mining through ya, Hot head and spool ya, Like thread and fool ya, Like major look, off the major Steve Austin took his bionics Back to the for justin, federal soaking when I was not busting Im not joking, im not chris tucker, muthafucka, I'm provoking People I is see through, the cracks off the skulls With the, facts and the fiction, im like dynamite with Dynamic diction, man the way i be swinging it and swerving it And shit you'd feeling that you deserving Feelings that you deservin' Feelings that you deservin' Feelings that huh Chorus: Mr. Complex Do you got a minute, for me to get in it, To you got time to check this rhyme What you say, what, you want me to turn it up Its grabbibg you it's stabbing you all in your mind Do you got a minute, for me to get in it, To you got time to check this rhyme What you say, what, you want me to turn it up Its grabbibg you it's stabbing you all in your mind [Mr. Complex] I'm mean, see I, cut you clean I dissolve your spleen It go,--Sound effect?? Partialary, the martial artist fury, fister?? You're in the Mister, Mister Complex I'm so compelling, and ooh ooh ooh I'm telling I'ma drop a, dime in the rhyme, a penny in the well Shits you not, I'ma really tell I'ma drop a quarter in the water, it's a slaughter My skill levels way empty, your so low so slow, trickle down, you try to, no flow You waiting like a nickle, you end up in the jars with the counter with the pickle and pigs feet Then I switch the labels from the squid meat Yess I did heat the beat, but i was cool about it You like a pool with no agua, you like a fool without it You got the kids just jumping and then staying dry That's why the get mad kick you in the chin and poke you in the eye Repeat Chorus twice Half of the Chorus