ignite the fuse and im gone, ten more mcs ive just outshone,
long freesytles and sick bars, lite up the nite brighter than the northen star
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ignite the fuse and im gone, ten more mcs ive just outshone,
long freesytles and sick bars, lite up the nite brighter than the northen star
buncha niggas frantic run around like mice killed, gusts spill berg of ice gigantic blinded by lights
Street fights gather'in like bugs to the street lights
If u a thug go head speak right, but if u a bug u'll have a "sweeped" night
you mean swept, off ya mothafuckin feet cuz you slept on the tek's unique FX niggas obsolete like typewriters collect from opposite side of crimefighters..
No i mean sweeped writer, cuz thats how i speak writer
A son it seems to me yo styles drained like leaked lighters
shogun lord prepare for street fights swipe body swap lifes
trife by the triple let me squeeze on the sickle
It been a long time in the one line flavor
Dem in allay way Im the Star Wars Dark Vador
i graze ya with the flavour like a rusty razor,
cut lines with lazers being trailed by trailblazers.
Hell's tazor, grase ya eyelids handed from the fly kid
Stop tellin me to save my life bitch this my bid
Everybody thinking they real, even Chris Brown thinking he hard..
Until he see how DK put bitches face down on the lawn and Stomp the Yard.
rapperz singin like King's Bard's n sound like fuckin retards//
so watch tha pen do em in before they can raise guard//
swing the iron bar, the impact split cars, my visuals is 20% short, but bullsh*t I see from a far, live mcs careers drop dead, I use needles and strings to sew up the next thread
my gestures leave the deaf dumb, I caused the blind to see soundwaves when I hum, I stared down Mosbergs and handguns, I mooned the stars and the Sun.
Hip-hop now is terrible, no heart in commercial, beats bassline lyrics made it all so simple, any sound system was cranked to loud decibels, the underground brought real visuals, now mcs are like blank cds, every song's rewritable