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Are you tired of two geeks in mustaches Who can manage to be boring with explosions and crashes? If you, or the Lorax, wanna bust like we do Give us a call, we're ready to defeat you Ghostbusters, flow crushers, get the job done Spitting out the lyrics like, 'we got one! ' Get the people moving like the Statue of Liberty Try to beat us in a battle? (Man, you gotta be kidding me) The delivery of Stantz stands straight like my main man's slinky I collect spores (tell 'em 'bout the Twinkie) Like your show, it's all fluff and filler I'll kick your hiney man, I'm a savage killer | ||
Your science is preposterous, the opposite of competent process And in this episode, we'll give you a synopsis Starting with the vacuum cleaners strapped up on your back It's a fact, positrons don't react like that You built a laser grid with no safety switch And i was right, that's some shady freak Good thing you work in a firehouse, cause you just got burned You are poor scientists, and that's confirmed | ||
I'm coming off the Acropolis to start some pandemonium Don't bring limp raps to a pimp slap symposium The mad gadfly, philosophy was my invention Rolling with the flyest nihilist And me, their French henchman We got the wisdom And the wit That even I couldn't question Dropping Western medicine On these East infections It's evident You've never been Our type of mental brethren We're better Thinkers Better speakers Better lovers Better men This type of arrogance is sure to be expected From men who speak of wisdom with no clue of what respect is You westerners are sloppy, needing discipline in life You lack control of yourselves, and of the mic | ||
Ayo, ayo, ayo Your body's in a ditch, every piece of me legit The reaper with a gift, your skin melted like cheese Big L and K-Rino curriculum, I'm creepin' them nights evil Invite people, strike regal, y'all plead the fifth The back, I'm still at it like sm4kkin' pill addicts My tracks will build matters, skill magics SMACK NO SKILL RAPPERS I'M THE LAST OF DYING BREED I REP 'TILL THE FIRE IS LIT CIRCLES ON THESE RAPPERS, FOUND THE CROP CIRCLES INSIDE OF IT My flow don't grow to the normal code of ethics I will hold my breath in and let you know in few seconds I'll connect it on a roll, you feel me, little bro? Spit a little venom in and let the vultures catch it My rhyme's divine, fine like wine Walk on a crime line, I'm waitin' for right times I'm Valak that they might find and the night skies Sorry, y'all MCs but now it's my time | ||
Ay, that was sick man But check it out... I told you the rap game worn horn / Mercenary verbalist bigamist warlord / That's more guts and more gore so my flow is sharper than a Teeth of Spinosaur / The mortar in my catalogue / Because you against me? It's like Eminem trying to battle 'Pac / Talking 'bout pills, you swallowed one / And you couldn't end this game if you were an 8 Ball / Still thinking My man you rhyme scheme draws ? / Take a mean loss, I'm hotter than Hell with Gasoline on / Check my site dude arsonist.com / In your animals rabid, put my vaccine on / Put my team mode, I'm trying to get a paid check / Emptied clips is in my tape deck / Ghidorah with eight necks / I'm illest sick lyrically, you gon' see me blow up yet | ||
I can tell it's your first time in battles, cyphers Climbing with your body upon the pole and choke yo neck with wires Might be drunk, little vodka insider After defeating you, I'mma hunt yo ghostwriters Talent not even near, I put babies to fear Keep spitting more, kid so I can end yo career Run back to mommy's gear, eyes filled up wit tears I guess '69 is your favorite year, I did a heavy joke Break yo neck in a yoke, you just another copycat Want to be like everyone else, when you hang yourself Favor retire that spelt, Suy Cyde may be your best option Like talking about Latin Kings in Compton I'm Crowley from Supernatural and I keep crawling I hear Wu Tang, you must of heard Hopsin | ||
I can tell it's your first time in battles, cyphers Climbing with your body upon the pole and choke yo neck with wires Might be drunk, little vodka insider After defeating you, I'mma hunt yo ghostwriters Talent not even near, I put babies to fear Keep spitting more, kid so I can end yo career Run back to mommy's gear, eyes filled up wit tears I guess '69 is your favorite year, I did a heavy joke Break yo neck in a yoke, you just another copycat Want to be like everyone else, when you hang yourself Favor retire that spelt, Suy Cyde may be your best option Like talking about Latin Kings in Compton I'm Crowley from Supernatural and I keep crawling I hear Wu Tang, you must of heard Hopsin | ||
I can tell it's your first time in battles, cyphers Climbing with your body upon the pole and choke yo neck with wires Might be drunk, little vodka insider After defeating you, I'mma hunt yo ghostwriters Talent not even near, I put babies to fear Keep spitting more, kid so I can end yo career Run back to mommy's gear, eyes filled up wit tears I guess '69 is your favorite year, I did a heavy joke Break yo neck in a yoke, you just another copycat Want to be like everyone else, when you hang yourself Favor retire that spelt, Suy Cyde may be your best option Like talking about Latin Kings in Compton I'm Crowley from Supernatural and I keep crawling I hear Wu Tang, you must of heard Hopsin | ||
It's like my name is coupon / Corleone angel son / Zeus, Hades, Poseidon / Dialogue, die a wolf, Jon Snow, Game of Thrones / Make it known, I'm phantasmagoric / Karma will hit your aura and that's ironic / I'm iconic self manufacturing / aircraft warrior, my art wore ya', not bore ya' / I don't need no fantastic 4 magic formula / A man's projected, both hands be equipped / Wreckless, snatching your mic / The other hand takes your fancy necklace / So, let this go, rewind some vibes / Or winds and vines, I can take on both sides / Darkness and the light / Resurrected 'Pac aside, asked him about rhymes and he said he prefer mines / Training lindfolded, aim is golden against ghostwriters | ||
You more Lost than Jack Bauer without his clock / Before you rapping about Glocks, you need a rocket launcher to blow my palace / Lyrically I'm shining like Aurora Borealises / I have to do this on Urbaniacs, put this on an balance / 'Cause the actual hip hop game is ignoring talents / Rest in peace | ||
You more Lost than Jack Bauer without his clock / Before you rapping about Glocks, you need a rocket launcher to blow my palace / Lyrically I'm shining like Aurora Borealises / I have to do this on Urbaniacs, put this on an balance / 'Cause the actual hip hop game is ignoring talents / Rest in peace | ||
everybody trying to beat me but nobody can defeat me yes I'm talkin about feet complete everybody want to know beat to beateverybody trying to beat me but nobody can defeat me yes I'm talking about feet complete everybody want to know beat to bea tt o my raps man it ain't happening not on my watch yeah I'm on the clockthey ain't taking my spot everybody think I'm slacking that's why I'm rappingKing of the rapper's Master of Disaster group of raptors bro | ||
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