it's Time To Kill Is The Season/and i make no more reason//
pull the trigger on the bunch/mothafuckaz i eat 10 like you for my lunch//
it's Time To Kill Is The Season/and i make no more reason//
pull the trigger on the bunch/mothafuckaz i eat 10 like you for my lunch//
The Beat Of The QC Gonna Be WorldWide
13 feet Deep in my Underground i Perfect My Style to be ready for the Cold War coz i cant fail my mission
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for lunch i munch emcees like a bowl of captain crunch
but for dinner i roll a spinner and just murder a beginner
I roll around with my window tint darkened/
Now they're runnin outa room on the back of milk cartons
-The Mantis
Originally Posted by 89visionOriginally Posted by monk2517
my murder was highly destructive, eratic mic check static, steel instructed off the sliver it reflected, one single thought left your whole mind naked
We aint homies, you just know me by affiliation
you forgot the pie baking, your thought on my mind left my penis shaking, one move of my body left your back achin' when ya bones brakin
shell the peanut gallery like shock art, egg facing my comps like bomb smart
leaving peers fuming like they brains fart, when spit brain water like the primordial start
then eatcha heart wit sequenced darts,heart shot koolaid,ac is fruit made, kooch n no ballz, da bitch nigga a bitch nigga get ballz to grow off, daz dat shit dat makes me go off, sum niggaz is so moist i rather battle a nigga wit no voice, chokin his neck till his face turn turquoise
dis possess no inch of respect, re we possess last mile facet,
come to press lyrics like compound spirit, dumb stress to hear it like unfounded dimwits
so listen up bitch, im comming atcha with more lyrical elements than the periodic table, ill run silent run deep and leave you gone with the wind like your name was clark gable
or the larry david sandwhich with white fish and sable capers and cream cheese to keep it stable fatal to his father time to go see the doctor
end finite wisdom like vision beyond the prism, where infra red and ultra violet be that schism, tri folding sound light and motion as dimension, creating six degrees to seperate the equation
code red the temple of darts is harzadous to weak Mcs that try to resurrect they bleek skills like lazzarus
watch out for the asteroids
word up peace to 'Dirty Bastard give-- respect on tha mic check 1,2 1,2 can i get a suuu- shame on yu wen you step threw to tha wu--tang corp forum, undastood,muhfuka get hated like pork in blu uniform in tha hood
Doing ~drugs~ while steppin on these ~snakes~/
no more ~love~ from girls means no more ~heartaches~/
its hard to progress in this game if you ~start fake~/
droppin knowledge all day
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
stone walls with the gall to bladder, like graffiti artist maul with letters
breaking convention through dissension, pissing on status like mace w/o flenching
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