Who U Won Test - Nine

Intro/Chorus: repeat 4X 

Who you won test  me have a champion style 

Verse One: 

Meet the mic controller  the Philly roller  the wicked one 
Sun rude bwoy come rhymes off top the head 
Said what I said and did what I did 
Never catch another bid  create rubbers and slid 
I'm out of there  ghost evaporate vanish 
Callate la voca if need be I'm Spanish 
No habla ingles  police ask questions 
I don't know nuttin  ain't nuttin happening, stop stressing 
I'm headed down the alleyway 
With the Smith on my hip, shank in my hand, who's the man 
You won test, who me? 
I think you better back up and chill, G 
Don't make me mad boy, don't even try 
Eyah got skills, eyah smoke mad thai 
You steppin to a brother who been through it all 
My freestyle is wild you nah won test my yes y'all 
You think you got flavor to match? 
You can get a smack for that, black 

Chorus 

Verse Two: 

Nobody can do it 
You runnin out of gas Sun, leakin much fluid 
I'm hungry like Jack two inches away from a Big Mac 
then BUCK BUCK BUCK 
Take that witcha on the way down, so you don't feel the ground 
when you hit, and your head splits, fuck all that bullshit 
It's hectic, respect it, the dialect, I come 
original, the intellect, refuses to tongue twist 
So don't tell me naythan 
Me have a champion style, hardcore with a taste of Jamaican 
You steppin to the wrong one the Nine is the seed of Jesus 
I get loose on ninety proof 
Fatter than a bubble goose, unpredictable 
you never know what I'm going to say after I say 
what I say when I say what I say when I play, next?!? 
There it is, who you won test