yo,..if u got lyrics swimmin around your dome an wanna lay em down, no rehearsal an shit......this is the spot to do it.peace
yo,..if u got lyrics swimmin around your dome an wanna lay em down, no rehearsal an shit......this is the spot to do it.peace
yo what up kid...Im sicka than shit.../
name change , still aidz, whatever../
best emcee ever ,.. an thats forever,...simply better.../
than any of you bitches so go ahead an step if u gettin upset.../
fuckin with the best,..run up on my thread if u wanna test.../
ill shit,...only ill peoples can do what i do.../
they aint in your crew cuz yalls wak,...hate to break the thruth to you.../
bad news,...im used to watchin chumps lose.../
fuck all the talkin,...fuck u if u step on my shoe's../
fuck that,...i pound booze.../
wutangcorps back,...wu's the best an i simply refuse.../
"Wu hatin",...cuz yall aint shit so go get a clue.../
before u catch a hollow,...lay low,..im comin for you.../
fake shit,...anyways...WU4ever ya heard"?..../
Sicka than aidz,...shut THA fuck up an learn...
peace
not finished
one more before i gotta bounce to rehab...
yeah, its' tru....i attend drug abuse classes.../
when i got low pockets,..I connect with pussy dealers,...take their loot an kick there asses.../
so watch your shit bitches,...u might catch some crutches.../
fuck up your world while rollin your weed up into dutches.../
yeah, i know, but fuck bein humlbe...str8 up in your face, im one of the toughest.../
no way u can touch this.../t.../
Ill have some neighbor kids plant a "carbomb" on that bitch ass bucket.../
chains,..u aint gotta tuck it.../
Im a gangsta,...got rich as hell before age 14,...i was like fuck it.../
dropped out,...aint lettin no school fuck with my budget.../
aint hearin muthafuckaz,...just a gun blast if u fuck with my raps,...feel free to judge it.../
crash you...i dont give a damn how u get done.../
i dont clap weak ass rap fags like u till they get the clue that im number 1
peace
number 1 sicka and bigben fold fools like oragami,
ya'll fake ass by-product ni66as are pastrami,
deli heads getting bellies fed,
I'm the arch nemesis killing the brain dead,
my fingers jab staight through foreheads,
and puncture sternums of the heartless,
pitch forked mutha fuckas try and start shit,
I'll end it with one flush of the comode,
ya overplayed style is collecting mold,
catch the mildew infected to fill you,
up like a cheap slut fucking for nothin,
my lazer refined thought spot out the mark,
polka dots painted on heads like a Hindu,
I come with knowledge swing light swords like Mace Windu
Im an origional syllable sword swinger word bringer from the hordes of deamons can choke you to death with a cordless phone when its off the ringer not a singer a ryme slinger destroyer of mens traits and when I replace um with GodBody philophsy pussys bleed like menstration you been fakin you been wastin I am the face of death paralysin populations of civilazations you aint been educated on yet Im break-in on tha set wipin wackness off the map all the real ones still standin are the only competition left my composition wept and the teardrops fell to hell and evaporated, the steam allowed hydrogen and oxygen to be seperated no exaggeration the fission caused demonic wars with no bars held in the kingdom my team is a royal flush that was just the cards dealt
dont let your heart melt when the love in the rhyme catches up to the hate dont let your guard down for a milisecond take yours and make an escape if you do wait the gates raise and you'll be faced with the absense of safety if you make me attack thats your fault youll still be reborn basically
Voltron has its weakness dialated with in the eye surmised tragedy disguised chemists obliterated the skies wise men tell lies they mimic true cries once the path of knowledge was walked death will mesmerize undoubtedly you will balk as I talk this form of speech is brought go grab some chalk as you try and figure out and equate with diagrams of hate the heart is a place we all fault with faith but can we proceed and relate put behind the moves our brethren walked thru hellish gates if not we're just shooting blindly in a dark state and innocence is blindly pulled apart and raped the genius in us is only the genius we create and old styles are adapted into new styles but do new styles overcome the fueled foul stench of ego's or do we reload this… shit gets deep Yo… but can you peep though or will you seethe when you finish this read Yo! .....
I disinfect thoughts of mad slackers saran wrap heads of bad actors clacker with metal cuffs money stacker my minds heavy with thoughts the verse smacker moisten the tip of these darts returning phantom grand wizard anthem slice and stab'em dragged through the dirt iced and bagged'em frozen time piece thawed then I slant'em spin tops off of dizzy headed dragons that chill in the murkiest of spots I invest in the dirtiest of plots splash boiling oil pots of lyrical jots hot of the oven mean mugging throat juggular I'm cuttin effect ya like cigarrettes ya growth I'm stunting never bunting I swing no fear when I enter the sphere of the seared combatants fear planted deep like pilings on a pier with looks that leer once I turn to savage you fools turn to queer I damage those that take advantage of the snoozing masses as I take control and steer....
I make it known that here and now you can hear me now and I can lend you an ear if you can hear me out Im mearly sound, Gods voice in his image a humanoid typin letters while sittin around trippin off of listenin to anothers words while quantum mechanical other worlds exist I live in this one so I give it how I get it is it a limit to how much intake you can take or do you overload your five senses when the output of my sixth one breaks in your visual space overlord criminal states of mind within the mental change the physical rate Im sicker than Rza breaks with a kung fu sample Im ON POINT like the eye of a needle so fuck you camel that goes for big tobacco too mr rj reynolds Im off the handle you cant give me cancer with your chemicals Im not dependent on anything outside of myself if that includes you Im rude to keep my animals health
stackin the wealth, plottin, my funds get bigger
yall get thinner, watchin my guns get bigger
like, "what the fucks in the water he sippin"
shatter your pottery visions, bounce with the lottery winnins
shout if you want me to get em, i scalp the fucker
bust like a fountain, might drown his mother
surround my brother, itll be a circle of corpses
heard from ma sources, y'all can't merk the enforcahs
so just let me do me, and u can do u
though if you knew me, i know you'd wanna do me too
ima rise to my zenith when its time to unleash it
you can ride with the meanest, on the side of my penis
ya rhymes is anemic, ya heart aint in this
fuck a turntable, ya need a windmill to spin this
talk smack to this, i mack ya bitch, slap a dick in her mouth
Surgeon Generals warnin, im hazardous to ya health
Keep A Thought In My Mind Divine/
Blind By Ideals Thats Sublime/
Every Waking Thought Is The Grind/
Stuck To The Hustle Cracking Heads Like Fiends/
Seeping Out The Side Of There Head Is There Dreams/
Spit The Wickedest Shit Like I'ma Flowing Stream/
Feeble Minds Drowning In The River Of Despair/
Leaving To Quiver And Shiver Like They Been Blown By Cold Air/
This Scolding Swear I Yell Wit A Heart Filled Wit No Fear/
Wake Up Hugging For A Better Life But I Know It's Not There/
Shit Isay Sometimes I Was Built For The Struggle/
But I Retsrain My Mouth Sometimes Like I Fitted A Muzzle/
Like I Spoke Wit Confucsis Confused And Puzzled/
Looking For The Next 40 To Guzzle/
Life Of Shit Thats Why I Write This Shit/
Delapalated Slums I Was Raised In Grit/
I was raised in shit, Shrap the cypher jumpa
now I blaze the shit grab a gat and snipe a fucka
I get hyper, drunker than Ol Dirty Bastid
Bust one shot and hole thirty bastids
That's a hole in thirty, "oh a birdie!"
Yo I don't play golf or rock a Polo shirt G
Too dirty, even when I rock a new Jersey
Glock on the cock, more rocks than New Jersey
Drop on the clock, hot like shots on ya block
Need a bitch that suck cock like a Vac-
-uum cleaner, don't need cash to heat her
A freak that looks at her ass in the bathroom mirror
A freak that drink from my sack by the liter
Black as the nina, lips go click clack like a heater
Big smack on that REARRRRRRRRRRRR
Rough sex, violent, hear the sirens go-
REEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRR, Hit em with beers
I dont wanna know your name, this aint that shit "Cheers"
Where everybody knows you're lame, ya get flamed
Go back to where you got ya name and ex-change
It don't fit you, you need size XXXXXLame
Matter fact, take ya ass and get a sex change
Cuz you far too bitch to be the next mayne
Not even the next dame, I Don't Care 4 U, hit you
Rock ya jet plane and aint nobody gonna Miss You
Try Again mother fuckas...
as i put down my staff iron flag i claim this territory
SecziDarq is taken so for those that wanted sorry
i hold all the glory the point is shes my daymund
niggas tryin to lurk, lazy they need to find one
winner takes all so i already won
there is no competition cause i'm the only one
RockD has mamiD just read the sub heading
niggas think they gainin but in fact they sheedin
gettin played while u buyin i'm gettin laid
controllin you like lab roches after sprayed by raid
so just sit there and like a pp obey
cause u just a toy so play dead okay
listen to wat i say the overlord of darq
i can give her the world thats surpaz your quartz
in the temple off darts or in the real life
we will stay together and thats word on my life
ROCKD IN THE HAUSE<- WU-TANG SOUL MENACE
fortified with tecnique thats iller than small pox,
im big- time, yall cats still slingin meth in the boondocks.
most mc's, would beef, and talk shit behind plexi-glass,
my slugs make bodies slim like crack junkies on medifast.
im gifted,
lifted on herb, dutch master splifted,
precice, assassinate mics,strike, like i got night vision....
high volume dealer of dope, that comes in metaphors,
absorb swords and throw them back at you and cut your vocal cords.
the illest,
die harder than bruce willis, and with a vengance,
pop the demo tape and then play,
chop headz like butcher scissors,
fake, booty-rappers get plasterd, stuck up like fly catcher paper, catch vapors,
chop myth-makers with dull razors.
electrified,
plenty snakes float, the ones that testified,
fuck "let it ride"
destroy pussy rappers like i was pesticide.
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