I have nightmares when I daydream, if eight men were squared, the second individual, from the original, means they come in pairs
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I have nightmares when I daydream, if eight men were squared, the second individual, from the original, means they come in pairs
twice the deadly glare, even Yogi couldn't bear, that Sonny Bono was hittin' trees like Redman, and never bothered to Cher, did that make your visions spin, like spinning wheels spinning spinners that spinning in chrome rims
before the first inning you wont win against these grown men I've been known to have lifted and thrown the stones of Stone Henge
leave you dead and unknown friend then vanish like the wind that's blown in, deadlier than the sins of men that's sewn in
the heart dont start I'll apply a spark to my art so smart you'll depart ya own skin
I can spark then take apart my fo-fin, lyrics golden, livin life like it's do or die, you po pimp/
your flow's either limp, or stiff and incapable
if a beat sounds rapeable, i'm a spit indellible, that means non-erasable, my flow has me gassed like ali's chemichals.
On Point Wit Da Lyrical, After Im Done A Thang Sound Sinical
I cut off emcees like newborn's embilical, capture the rapture, I make transitions like hobos in trainstations, I give emcees frustration, like chloroform gives asphyxiation
degeneration of soceites sinuses, minuses it timeless, too many ryhmeless
so i chime their lines like osirus, combine this line with the last, n get a blast, all marksmen get marked
then marks get murked, i lurk in the south, the home of the dirt
keep the chrome in my shirt, I wasn't born feet first, I was formed from the earth/
the 9th wonder of the universe, knew a girl named Dee Vell, her address was triple 6 on the avenue called Hell, I'm the only snowball that survived the flames, she tried to pawn my life even tho I'm the last man in the game
the bullit travels like a commuter snipper aimed shooter
the brain mover//..traind to take one shot..pop...throw it in ur main computer//
bless you with the mindframe of Buddha, the lame refuter, I ain't make the change, blame Azusa/