[VERSE ONE]    Understand this, here comes another bad gal lyric  Whose more than over pissed that there's not a true verbalist  Giving competition to this super trooper lyricist  Whose blowing up most these emcees like a terrorist    Let me catch a bit of air  I'm about to smear another emcees career  And there's no stopping me there's no flopping me  In the ranks you'll never be on top of me, I'm new hot property    I'm hot here, your not near, I'm never gona stop here  Why? Cos I got a flow that no one ain't got  I'm like a stick of dynamite, behind a mic   I'll leave your skin itching like a parasite   (jeeze)     What am I like? Oh my days  Forget Simon said, this is Shystie says  I'm mc Shystie, causing controversy  On the mic or in your face I spit my lyrics horribly    [CHORUS]    Step back, you better ease up now  Take it down before I roll up my sleeves right now  Uh oh uh oh, its over now  Its about to get grimey now    Step back, you better ease up now  Take it down before I roll up my sleeves right now  Uh oh uh oh, its over now  Its about to get Shystie now    [VERSE TWO]    Oh shit I'm flowing merciless, I'm on ma second verse and this  Gal is spitting sicker, quicker and I'm getting worse on this  You don't really wana see me start this  You don't really wana see my heart turn into darkness    When I'm storming on the track, warning emcees that  You'll never hold me back,   I'm on the loose I'm like a wild cat   Kick back as I flip my lyrics, then I switch back    Traumatising lives with the tip of my pen  Oh shit look-- she's gone and done it again  I'm big and bigger than bad to the bone  To explosive when I bless on the microphone    Got you contemplating, how I wrote your rhymes  I got far to many lyrics, just not enough lines   too write, not enough ink to spite  Other emcees, that I put on deep freeze  With my frosty flows I breeze out on these    [CHORUS]  [repeat]    [VERSE THREE]    Listen to my policy, because I'm hitting through to solidly  I'm causing a controversy because I'm flowing horridly  Leaving body frames shook, they ain't ready  Can't keep up with my pace I'll leave your mind set unsteady    I walk away from the mic with no worry   leaving every mic melted and I never say sorry   Cos I got that metaphorical flammable tongue  I'm murdering, too late your got stung    Yes I be that limited addition  Come and listen to my mission  As I'm spitting on this riddim,   with ambition    Yes my rhyming slang,  You know its nang  I'm in the place now people prang  Well its over now because the fat lady sang    I'm here now, spitting acid like I don't now  Burning anything that's in my way or comes near now  I'm on to this, my tongue's hot for this  Look I've waited to long so now I'm ready for this    [CHORUS]  [repeat]