Check Me Out versuri

Check Me Out lyrics by Vakill

Verse 1
My style is the butter type of ghetto
Billion words and stories
Which makes me more rich and prosperous
So if the A&R spotted mine get signed on the dotted line
I got skills, but who knows how long
And homicide tales and myths
That’s the type of life you learn
Then wind up in a cell
My flow fascinates for time to go past and wait
I ain’t sleepin’ around, that’s the truth
So sit tight, no need to
Love me or leave me alone
Because if you haven’t learned to trust me

Chorus
Yo, check mе out
Yo, hear me out
Give mе the benefit of the doubt

Verse 2
Of total disaster, this has be a catastrophe
‘Cause you be the flyest rhymer to grip the steel, but the wackest motherfucka will get a deal
So how much talent for a contract for a rap act to muster
That’s a tale from a brand new crypt
I display the skill that’ll do more than pay the bills
So my pockets won’t feel flat
There weren’t any labels in the Midwest

Chorus
Yo check me out
Yo hear me out
Give me the benefit of the doubt, y’all

Verse 3
Pass me copyright form
They bite poems to hard to recite
I’m not speakin’ hypothetic, but that shit you write is pathetic
So I can rest of
Put you
Because if you biters plan on growin’ fangs tonight
The style you claim is bit
Find another subject to make a name with
Bustin’ capes in spines with nines
You a style late, so I’ll wait for improvement
So your first movement is buy my tape
So when your speakers project

Chorus
Yo check me out
Yo hear me out
Give me the benefit of the doubt, y’all