On the mic i spit pronto get wild like an ape in the congo
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On the mic i spit pronto get wild like an ape in the congo
Like Bruce Lee philosophy I become water an flow/
An trap ya fire so there no where else to go/
jus like a pimp, ya rhymes are like hoes
so cheap and slutty, they do free shows
Dynamic swift flowing hand movement/
with red eyes and the sight thats translucent/
my rap method is the most effective/
heres some cloresptic, that will be collected/
Um respected, shown love but always place the lord above/
They released a lion on society, believin they released a dove/
I slice you with my simitar ya heads bounce around like pinball
razor blade fantasmic fuck lord bust through the door
character assassination and pleasure is what i boast for
champane toast galore,
glasses raised
as my name praised
ashing my blunt
colonged the air wit haze
Shootin' sideways
You'll get aired with strays
Impaired and grazed
While bystanders stare, amazed
"bring the one-liners back!" you can call me the savior...
fuckin ass rape ya like its monkey behavior
become a slave and give away free labour
space in place no oxigen breathing like vader//
words are weapons but i chose to use my light saber///
got razors, lasers, an tazers, high technology ta blaze ya