Gladiator

Pete Nice Flip flip off the flow, what do you know, an ego Not the three amigos, I'm peepin' 'em on the T-Vo Pete Nice rippin' the mic, scramblin' up the egg whites Scrubbin' a head, scrubbin' a head, I never had head lice Flippin' the rhymes with Rich, collecting loot like a bookie Lookin' at how you serve like an NBA rookie A gladiator steps with bust and if he must More force in his hand, turnin' stone to dust Pullin' hook line and sinker like a fish you get So stick a hook up my ass and pull some real shit I'm like a juggernaut just goin' for your jugular I'm like a two-bit hood just finished buggin' ya I'm just takin' it to the hilt like Wilt the Stilt Tilt your wines and spilt your kilt, just watch your built So Daddy Rich kick the loop from the Bo man A Gladiator gladiates upon his own plan MC Serch I take to the head, to the head I gots to take Break like beats, the Serch now starts to partake Bake like cake and candles, so go on and blow 'em out Talkin' that yang about a gang that you don't know about The bass men, the basement, the bass hoods Taste good, but you don't need it silver treated I start to waste hoods and hoodies Goodies that you don't get 'til Halloween Slidin' into Serch as he strips the scene Steamin' so vex like the context got you sippin' Talkin' that crap like your mouth does all the shittin' So if you want it, come on and get all of this whoopin' Put your TV on channel 3-B and just be tuned in Served with a hit and blow straight from the Queens gladiator Peace, I'm Audi 5000, I'll see ya later Pete Nice You deviate and gladiate, at times you bust shots straight The Bass filled 808, for Pete's sake, don't imitate The swingin' of a slugger, the chewin' of a cannibal I smell the pussy like Hannibal Lec Lec, I'm takin' the step the Gladiator got more Kickin' it to a hook because you cocked the head, heave ho Born not the lord, the 3rd, not a spectator Step into the ring and get smoked by a gladiator MC Serch Straight from every city, from every hood they roll in chariots No more horses, just Porsches and fat knots Ain't nothin' but hoods, bad as bitches and gun play You wanna see a Gladiator, come around my way Fightin' with the same chains and the same knives Playin' all the same games but takin' all the same lies If you want some now or some for later And take a head count for the Gladiator