Stop Biting
Abstract Rude Lyrics
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I catch little sleep at night, wake up the next and keep it moving
Context, don't take me out, this raw fusion
Is climaxed, high frictional vestax
And techniques, making my money with less tax
And prestige, as long as I'm cracking my kraft cheese
Calling the cops and I have to leave
Ahead of my time, I'm locked in a room with a view of the walls
Iron clap, my rhyme is a firing squad
Watching them fall and grabbing my bowling balls
Holding them all acountable with the mountain of evidence
You're under the table dead presidents
Wouldn't let you walk from the case with a hung jury
A lifetime ban from the mic if you come near me
The upright in odacity and gull
If you feel certain, you'll never get past the steel curtain
Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing
Or we'll be like fighting.... Mike Tyson
Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing
You ain't saying nothing, I keep head butting... Mike Tyson
[Mike Tyson] My style is impeduous
My defence is impregnible
Ima eat your style, eat your style kid
[Abstract Rude] Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing
Clash of the titans... Mike Tyson
Arjures, shoot off arrows like we're gladiator
Even if we get past the piles of knights with armor satire
Hate or die, haters don't you even try
Retreat from your sneak attack leave from us or you won't be back
Or the bishop will chop, will covert diagonals
In a hail of ammo, we'll give you your halo
Stay low in a bunker, resort with the thunder
Or we'll be hotile like german sheppard
And the viking manuever, we're taking Vancouver
To new heights with the viking like, no other producer
With a spiked ball and chain I'm Braveheart, Maximus
With an axe in his hand, slicing up these abstract Pakistans
Never stop, let you not be want again
Me and the Wolverine are the two of the hardest X-Men
Eighteen on the abaracus, hey to you in a happy room
No one comes to the accalade where all the Massmen are made
Clash of the titans in a street for fighting
We meet with the mic and my reach I'm deadly at best
Fuck Elliot Ness I'm a style Al Capone my styles my own
Stop biting... Mike Tyson
Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing
Or we'll be like fighting.... Mike Tyson
Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing
You ain't saying nothing, I keep head butting... Mike Tyson
[Mike Tyson] My style is impeduous
My defence is impregnible
Ima eat your style, eat your style kid
[Abstract Rude] Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing
Clash of the titans... Mike Tyson
Know how to pause you to switch your game plan
While you hearing this you change styles
Can't even tell we're listning to the same man
That we heard when we came out, shang-how
You keep biting off this rhyme writing
Style taking them without liscense, now crowd hypen
I'm navy seal on you foot soldiers
It's kill at will till that shit's over
I'm conceptuable, they just over, incomplete if it's lackluster
They bite like a frustrated boxer
I'm coming down like a paratrooper, hard on ya
If you're not i'm moving and shaking, no creature in you bakers
Bled out, too fragile for Shaq and the Lakers
Abstract's the major, minor, eighty-eight keys solo
With frequency, modulation and foot pedals
All out battle till beef settles
It's inticing, scorpion is in rising
All dead wait get shedded, we're downsizing
Independant, definately enterprising
We get offended when you're blating with the senseless biting
Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing
Or we'll be like fighting.... Mike Tyson
Stop biting while i'm rhyme writing
You ain't saying nothing, I keep head butting... Mike Tyson
[Mike Tyson] Everbody always talk about Mike Tyson
Is biting Holyfield
He bit somebody too man, you know what i'm saying
[Abstract Rude] Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing
Clash of the titans, Ab and Rob the Viking
[Mad Child]
Stop biting, no doubt
Yo Ab, I'm glad you're getting this off your chest
cause you and Freestyle Fellowship, Project Blowed
you guys are true originators of styles
And it's a compliment when these kids get inspired by what you did
and continue to do. But it's an insult when they get all gassed up
and forget where they got these styles from in the first place
you know? Battle Axe.
[Abstract Rude]
That's right
The song Stop Biting by Abstract Rude featuring Tribe Unique is a rap song that speaks about concept stealing in the hip hop industry. The song starts with the artist acknowledging that he hardly gets enough sleep and how he keeps pushing himself to progress in his music. He also talks about how he is mastering his craft and making money while avoiding paying taxes. The artist warns other rappers not to copy his style and suggests they come up with their unique concept. He expresses how he is ahead of his time and how his art will make history. The song also mentions the boxer Mike Tyson and hints that the consequences of copying another person's work could be detrimental, just as Mike Tyson's biting opponents during a fight.
Line by Line Meaning
I catch little sleep at night, wake up the next and keep it moving
I don't sleep much, but I keep pushing forward
Context, don't take me out, this raw fusion
Don't misinterpret my style, it's unfiltered
Is climaxed, high frictional vestax
My style is intense and energetic
And techniques, making my money with less tax
I make my living by mastering my craft
And prestige, as long as I'm cracking my kraft cheese
I don't care about fame, as long as I'm successful in my own right
Calling the cops and I have to leave
I don't shy away from trouble, but I know when to walk away
I'm either very smart, or incredibly stupid
I'm willing to take risks, even if they don't always pay off
Ahead of my time, I'm locked in a room with a view of the walls
I'm introspective and always looking for new ways to push the envelope
Iron clap, my rhyme is a firing squad
My words hit hard and leave an impact
Watching them fall and grabbing my bowling balls
I'm in control and ready for anything
Holding them all accountable with the mountain of evidence
I have the proof to back up my claims and hold others responsible
You're under the table dead presidents
Money won't save you from me
Wouldn't let you walk from the case with a hung jury
I won't let anyone off the hook for copying my style
A lifetime ban from the mic if you come near me
I don't play around with those who steal my style
The upright in odacity and gull
I stand up for myself and don't back down
If you feel certain, you'll never get past the steel curtain
If you're not confident, you won't be able to compete with me
Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing
Don't steal my style when I'm writing
Or we'll be like fighting.... Mike Tyson
You'll regret biting my style, like someone who gets in a fight with Mike Tyson
You ain't saying nothing, I keep head butting... Mike Tyson
Your words have no substance, I won't even waste my time responding
Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing
Don't steal my style when I'm writing
Clash of the titans... Mike Tyson
Our confrontation will be epic, like a battle between titans
Arjures, shoot off arrows like we're gladiator
We're fierce warriors, ready for anything
Even if we get past the piles of knights with armor satire
We're prepared to face any challenge, no matter how ridiculous
Hate or die, haters don't you even try
I won't let hatred or jealousy guide my decisions
Retreat from your sneak attack leave from us or you won't be back
Back off before you regret it, or face the consequences
Or the bishop will chop, will covert diagonals
We're strategic and calculated in our approach
In a hail of ammo, we'll give you your halo
We'll make you pay for your actions, no matter what
Stay low in a bunker, resort with the thunder
Hide if you want, but you can't escape our wrath
Or we'll be hostile like german sheppard
We'll be ruthless and unrelenting, like attack dogs
And the viking manuever, we're taking Vancouver
We'll conquer anything and everything in our path
To new heights with the viking like, no other producer
We're unparalleled, and we'll continue to reach new heights
With a spiked ball and chain I'm Braveheart, Maximus
I'm tough and determined, like fictional warriors Braveheart and Maximus
With an axe in his hand, slicing up these abstract Pakistans
I'm taking on anyone who tries to steal my style
Never stop, let you not be want again
I won't let up, and I won't let anyone else take control
Me and the Wolverine are the two of the hardest X-Men
We're tough and we won't back down, much like characters from X-Men
Eighteen on the abaracus, hey to you in a happy room
I'm counting up my successes, while others are content with mediocrity
No one comes to the accalade where all the Massmen are made
Only those who work hard and earn their accolades will be recognized
Clash of the titans in a street for fighting
Our competition will be intense and fierce, like a street brawl
We meet with the mic and my reach I'm deadly at best
I'm at my best when I have a microphone in hand
Fuck Elliot Ness I'm a style Al Capone my styles my own
I don't answer to anyone, I'm my own boss
Know how to pause you to switch your game plan
I can throw off my opponents with surprising moves
While you hearing this you change styles
I'm setting a new standard, and others will have to adapt
Can't even tell we're listning to the same man
I can reinvent myself and still maintain my style
That we heard when we came out, shang-how
I've been around for a while, and I haven't lost my edge
You keep biting off this rhyme writing
You continue to steal my style, and it won't be tolerated
Style taking them without liscense, now crowd hypen
Others are copying my style without permission, and people are getting excited
I'm navy seal on you foot soldiers
I'm powerful and in control, while others are just following orders
It's kill at will till that shit's over
I won't stop until I've succeeded and claimed my victory
I'm conceptuable, they just over, incomplete if it's lackluster
My ideas are complex and comprehensive, while others are shallow and pointless
They bite like a frustrated boxer
Others are copying my style out of desperation and frustration
I'm coming down like a paratrooper, hard on ya
I'm unstoppable and will hit hard and fast
If you're not i'm moving and shaking, no creature in you bakers
If you're not on my level, you won't be able to keep up
Bled out, too fragile for Shaq and the Lakers
You're weak and vulnerable, and you won't be able to compete with the best
Abstract's the major, minor, eighty-eight keys solo
I'm capable of anything, and I'll do it on my own terms
With frequency, modulation and foot pedals
I have all the tools to make my music sound amazing
All out battle till beef settles
I won't stop until I've won the war and have claimed my victory
It's inticing, scorpion is in rising
The competition is exciting, and I'm ready to take on anyone
All dead wait get shedded, we're downsizing
Some people won't be able to compete, and they'll fall by the wayside
Independant, definately enterprising
I'm self-sufficient and always looking for new opportunities
We get offended when you're blating with the senseless biting
We take it personally when others copy our style without permission
Stop biting while i'm rhyme writing
Don't steal my style when I'm writing
Everbody always talk about Mike Tyson
Mike Tyson is a symbol of power and strength
Is biting Holyfield
He's notorious for biting his opponents in a fight with Holyfield
He bit somebody too man, you know what i'm saying
Even Mike Tyson has made mistakes and done something regrettable
Clash of the titans, Ab and Rob the Viking
Our confrontation will be epic and intense
That's right
I won't tolerate anyone stealing my style, and I'm willing to fight for what's mine
Contributed by Eliana O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.