Fine Line Lyrics - Funkmaster Flex

(Redman) 

Ayo, this is PPP right here 

and we don't give a fuck what y'all doin' in this rap game, 

Matter of fact, (sniff) I smell... PUSSY!!! 

Yo Sauk, let it bang... 

(Saukrates) 

As mighty a man you've ever seen spitting amphetamine 

To all those congested, my job raw never clean 

A toast to the uncontested, murderer 

I mark your mistake as soon as you're rested, I heard of ya 

Unattended for your double breasted, bulletproof vest kid 

Time is money well invested, burning your press kit 

Ya HEARD me, chic-ow, bless it and pass it leftwards 

Never protested, the living proof manifested 

Winkled your face, you better press it, menage-a-trois 

Put fist in thought, care to test it? If you dare I swear 

Motionless, I throw a stare in the eyes of uncommon wise soldier 

Rise like Nike, shares growing older, snowball effect to snow boulder 

Show you love nigga, I'm iceberg with cold shoulder 

No time for your manic, hazy rap attack partner 

Future darker than black permanent black... marker 

I part you from existence on solid ground 

Only twelve inch but long distance, that's all I frown 

Is we hell or is we heaven bound? 

I bomb the target without a sound 

Ain't nobody left around to hear it 

Sipping fine wine and spirits on summer days 

By the South Pacific, cheddar sound better when specific 

Cheddar look better when explicit 

Cheddar get better when statistics rise like mama biscuits 

All 'n all, I'm having fun with gun 

'Cause world gave me gun, detonate the shells with my tongue 

I'm young plus I'm well hung 

Threat to intellect, also got your prize possession sprung 

I ride the fine line between yours and mine, check the design 

Bre-X cats wondering how rhyme turn sublime 

Peep my shines