Oh yeah this is baby back up in that motherfucking ass One time for your mother fucking we represent the 313 You what I'm saying? cause they don't know shit about this For the 9 6
1: Ayo my pen and paper cause a reaction To get your brain relaxin they be actin maniac in action A brainiac in fact son you lack attraction You zany whack with just a fraction of my tracks spun My skills got you climbing hills I travel through your mind until you spine siren drills I'm sliming grills of roaches, with on disinfectants With some ex rappers till their column disconnects We disinfect then check the monologue, turn system up Twist them up, and indulge in the smoke This is the for noise pollution contamination Examination of more than animation My lamination of Hit's a snare and bass of track up rapper interrogation I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be stare and gazing I the stage into a barren wasteland... I'm
You heard of hell I was sent from it I went to it's and sentenced for murdering instruments Now I'm trying to repent it But when I the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it... I'm
2: Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense of your elite I got some meat to mince some fruit to stompin and two to rinse I greet intensive ladies, I spoil fans I foil plans and leave leaking like oil pans My coiled hands around microphone are lethal One in my cerebral is deeper then a Jeep full of people are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium Battle a band of MC's and stand the lonely one Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, of data, Eliminator There's never a greater since the burial of Jesus Fuck around and catch all of the diseases My thesis smash a stereo to pieces My releases plastic masterpieces through telekinesis And you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally With entity, meant to be Infinite
You of hell well I was sent from it I went to it's surface and for murdering instruments Now I'm to repent from it But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to another attempt at it... I'm
3: Man I got evidence I'm dense and I been clever ever since My residence was hesitant to do some shit that the M-O So I'm all responsibility there's a monster will in me that always wants to kill MC's Mic messaler, like a wrestler Here to make a of a lyric smuggling embezzler No one is speacialer, My is intergalactical I get cynical at a fool then I send a crew back to I packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical I'd rather led a tactful, tractical, for your fancy In I can't see, or can't imagine A man who a lover of beats or a fan of scratching is for my family, the kid who had a cameo on my last jam Plus the man who had a plan B Be all you can be, once you make an instant hit I'm to be tempted when I see the sins my friends commit... I'm
You heard of hell well I was from it I went to it's surface and sentenced for instruments Now I'm trying to from it But when I hear the I'm tempted to make another attempt at it... I'm You heard of hell I was sent from it I went to it's and sentenced for murdering instruments Now I'm to repent from it But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make attempt at it... I'm