Lyrics Sweet Sixteen - Shawn of the Dead

You already know how it be
I just wanna smoke for the free
Have no mercy for a beat
When I spit a sweet sixteen, uh
All the haters run to me
You already know how it be
Have no mercy for a beat
When I spit a sweet sixteen

Man that's for sixteen and you sat down
I'm in the front row you're in the background
Lookin' something like an ass clown
You cuffed the chick but she came to me for the pat down
You just soundin' wack now
Puttin' my soles onto these tracks now
If you stepped up
Then you better back down
Leavin' these beats lookin' like comic books when I smackdown
Whoah, whoah
Every single thing that you spit is so lame
Got dope lines and they callin' me the plug
And it's not for a single ounce of cocaine, yuh
Heatin' up these microphones
With no gas or propane
So much comin' off my head
And I don't need a single ounce of Rogaine
They're gonna be mad
When they find out that they didn't know about me
Everyone used to laugh
So I'm not surprised when you doubt me
I never need to sleep
But when I hear your verse I get way past drowsy
I got so much of a mad flow
I hop on the beat and I feel like I'm drowning
Weak trash he coming like in a whores bed
I put your CD right through your forehead
It's never enough always need more dead
Just continue carving until the whole floor's red
Keep a knife up in my pencil bag
Lil' punchlines in my mental mag
Can't close your mouth like a dental gag
I'll shut it for you with a gentle stab
Left the blunt runnin' just watch it pull
Mumble raps 'cause you were dodgin' school
Let it blow up in your face like I was bombin' you
It's not revolutionary you common fool
Learn how to speak
I ain't get the phonics
I'm on the up
I don't need hydraulics
You really suck I'm just bein' honest
Chainsaw your teeth and give 'em to the orthodontist, yuh

You already know how it be
I just wanna smoke for the free
Have no mercy for a beat
When I, when I, when I
Spit a sweet sixteen, yuh

All the haters run to me (fuck them haters)
You already know how it be (how it be)
Have no mercy for a beat (for a beat)
When I spit a sweet sixteen (sweet sixteen)

What the fuck are you doing today?
I bet you woke up to no plans made
Just so you could sit here and bitch to yourself
About all the things that are fallin' out
No get up, wake the fuck up
Get the fuck outta here
Get your shit in gear
They're taggin' on the rear
When I get some studio time
Best believe I speak my mind
Spark a fire inside it's my time to shine
Just finished off your bitch
So sorry she wanted to talk and shit
Now I gotta skrrt off like this, aye
Marley, Marley callin' me
My dawgs wanna smoke with me
So I gotta peace out B
Thanks for havin' me and keep it G
I'm flattered that you wanna fuck with me
But really this ain't the place for me
In time you will see what the store has for me
Constant memories of what I came to be
I remember the days when I would rap with my friends
But these days I smoke haze
Every now and again it gets me outta' this place

Now my demons are friends
Never hesitate to escape this awful place inside my head
Never hesitate to escape this awful place inside my head
Gets me outta' this place
Now my demons are friends
Never hesitate to escape this awful place inside my head

Already know how it be
I just wanna smoke for the free
Have no mercy for a beat
When I spit a sweet sixteen
All the haters run to me
You already know how it be
Have no mercy for a beat
When I spit a sweet sixteen, aye
When I spit a sweet sixteen, aww bitch

Haha, fuck