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Fab ...you serious my nig????

 

 

All of puns lyrics outshined all these newjacks....

 

YEAH OF COURSE, NOBODY FUCKIN WITH PUN REALLY. IM SERIOUS. THATS WHY THAT NIGGA SHOULD BE EXEMPT FROM THIS, NO B.I.G AND NO PUN...CUZ SAYING THOSE NIGGAS WERE NICE IS LIKE SAYING "AIDS IS WACK"...NO SHIT CAPTAIN OBVIOUS. NAHMEAN? FAB RIPPED THAT SONG I JUST POSTED, DOWNLOAD IT. I GOT O.D. RESPECT FOR FAB CUZ HE DID EXACTLY WHAT I WOULDA DONE, PUT YA STREET SHIT ON THE MIXTAPES THEN HAVE YOUR ALBUM BE 50% HOOD 50% POP, SO YOU DO NUMBERS AND NIGGAS THAT PUT YOU IN THAT POSITION STILL FUCK WITH YOU. I FUCK WITH FAB ALL DAY NIGGAS NEED TO LISTEN TO THESE CLUE FREESTYLES, SERIOUSLY, AND THE VERSE OVER "ITS YOURZ" ON THAT FLEX TAPE...PSHHHH, NIGGA COME ON. MY SON IS FILTHY.

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I got some hundreds still sittin from when biggie was livin

i bought another stove to put in my kitchen

cut the top off the chevy caprice

sittin high, 26 inch feet

grill shine more than nelly and them teeth

call it propaganda

buyin jewels like santana

dip set from the detectives and cock your hammers

trust me dog i been a gangsta all my life

when my mama slapped my head my hat tilted right

 

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GLOBAL GANGSTERS

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Never will it stop

Hanguns with double digit shots

I move work on other niggas blocks

Leave out the club wit a another niggas watch

Body that man and let other niggas watch

Only thing worse than a coward, is a coward with power

Gotta kill him in the shower, our

Beats is knockin, hooks is rare

Earned my spot, nobody aint put me here

Burnt my block, I had a fiend cookin wit beer

Like the Bobby Womack of crack

Might see me in the burgandy thing, or the black on black

Matter fact, go get ya chrome

Cause I rather be, broke together than rich alone

Clappin em' down, backin em' down (uh)

Fuck what ever happened before, I'm whats happenin' now

 

[Chorus: Nas (Jada)]

Now gangstas live, gangstas die

Grab ya guns, soldiers ride (show discipline nigga!)

Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed

Kill ya girl (Its principle nigga!)

Sell ya crack, sell ya coke

Sell ya E, sell ya smoke (you hustlin nigga!)

Grab ya nine, grab ya pound

Grab ya tec, grab ya pump (you bustin at niggaz!,wha)

 

[Nas]

We bravehearted, I had bitches tryin to posion me

Niggaz who killed loyalty

Set me up, vested up we move accordingly

I ducked icepicks and nightsticks by cops who rookies

Hard to be righteous, and when life can just stop a pussy

Niggaz killin over hoes, guns concealed in their clothes

Bodies at funerals, touch them they feel like they froze

Speech, totally calm, holdin dead rappers dome in my palm

Burn the flag, plus its on the Qu'ran, its on the bible

Plus america cussin that every car thats drivin

Holdin the homeless sign you focus you know its Nas then

Prince of the globe, leave no prince of the toast

Played with Ouija boards, burned frankincense wit a ghost

I've learned, to do good plus erase the evil

And do what it takes to keep a smilin face on my people

I was raised by the apes in this dark creepshow, but yo

 

[Chorus]

 

[Jadakiss]

yo yo yo yo yo yo

Think bout when I splatter ya mask(yea)

My niggas is happy, ya momma is sad

If ya niggas is riders, the drama will last

If ya niggas is snitch, the judge in my ass

They said I'm too famous to run

So when I empty out this clip, I'm changin the gun

The realer the beef, the longer the clip

Murder ya mans, I'm gone in the mist

Caught his girl after dark so we tore up the bitch

We aint care cause the whore wasnt shit

Dog, I aint takin the L or waistin a shell

I bring the heat like I'm satan his self

Fuck if you hard, fuck if you soft, long as you lost

Dick in the dirt, shit in ya drawers

Ill make ya grandmother get on the floor

Tie you up, then beat you to a pulp, say that this is a war

Fifth and the four, mack and a pump, actin I dump

Throw you out the window then act like you jumped

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[Necro]

Ladies and gentlemen

Tonight we present torture and sodomy

Hosted by Necrophiliac and Ill Cannibill

Relax n smoke your crills

 

I'll make your eyeballs go back in your skull and come out your ass

I'm walkin' on hot coal and glass

I shit on the church's mass

Sacraligous I sever your body something prestigious

Precise cuts, I'm fascinated with women's guts

I hit your skins and I'm jerkin' off on your intestines

I'll fuck you in your ass bitch

Now you're colon is swollen

When I go bowlin'

To achieve a strike

I use the headpiece of a dyke

I swing her brains down the lane

I'm a sadomasochist

One finger, two fingers, three fingers

Four fingers, FUCK IT THE WHOLE FIST

Up your asshole

Now you're ready for Ed Powers

And Rocko Sefreddi to suck my cock hoe

 

[ill Bill]

I be gettin' backrubs in backrooms of S&M clubs

I'm on drugs

During sex I use anal beads and butt plugs

I'm holdin' bitches dooty holes hostage

your sisters sphincter keeps me warm during the winter 'cause my cocks big

It gets stuck

Bitches be getting fucked up the asshole

Open ya oven

So I can cook the dooty casserole

That's how I'm living, givin' bitches the shits

I fuck 'em between they tits, then I bust a nut on they lips

I vaccinate sockets with lip plugs like if I was to flip once

I snag body bags with dirty hags and cuts

Shooting chemicals directly into my jugular

Look around, shit's getting uglier and uglier

Spinnin' within my hyperbaric chamber

Nothin' short of a bloody rusty razor

fingerprint that could stop my behavior

Generally and federally

Etcetera, etcetera

Shooting storm troopers lie deadera

I emphasize like Emphysema

Every word I speak creeps into your blood stream like Leukemia

I instigate mutilation

Under federal investigation

Escaping police stations

 

[Necro]

Yah I got dead bodys covered with hay in my barn

Loud motherfuckers get their lips sewn with yarn

Out the ten story window, headfirst I chuck you

Attach a switchblade to my dick and then I fuck you (Fuck you!)

In and out, as I cut the uterus

You'll soon be, familiar with torture if you're new to this

Leave you glued to a piss-stained wall

Take my brain out of my skull

And watch my fuckin' brain crawl

'Cause IT'S ALIVE, MOTHERFUCKIN' ALIVE

Bend over and get sodomized with the .45

Bumpin'into the beehive and get stung

I got the noose of death, so nigga come and get hung

Lyrically, your rectum gets bruised

I come from the world where niggas get fuckin' abused

The realm of violent crime

Where bitches get fucked in the pussy and ass at the same time

 

[Chorus]

Eat shit and die

Eat shit and die

Eat shit and die

Eat shit and die

Eat shit and die

Eat shit and die

Eat shit and die

Eat shit and die

 

[ill Bill]

I'm comin' out from inside the walls like asbestos

A ghost disappearing and reappearing when least most, expected

I gank kids on their own

When they want to

I'm a monster, responsible for missing camp counselors

I'm analyzing bio-rhythms

Sleeping my victims with incisions

My sensory sees catastrophic visions

Over the image of Jehovah I burn sober

In retrospect I infect your innards just like an ulcer

Then twist facial features like Rocky Dennis

When I menace it's horrendous

My bloody appetite's tremendous

Enormous

Watch the metamorphosis

Diggin bitches in orifices

Remorse is not my thoughts when I catch a corpse

The torture tactics I practice tear up your mattress

Kidnap an actress

That activate vibrateing plastics

 

[Necro]

When they made me

I was so, evil they broke the mold

Necro is cold, my fucking birth should of been controlled

If you're bold you'll get strangled with your gold

Going once !! going twice !! another fucking white slave sold

For wacking off I have compulsive dependancy

From the tendency, for ruining your bitches pregnancy

Niggas can't understand my morbid biology

I bring, new, meaning to the studies of Gynacology

When I shove, razors up your cunt you'll see

All bitches that diss me wind up with fucking V.D.

When I was in my mom's cunt, my father slaughtered me

I came back from the dead, after my mom aborted me

Bloody, fetus, baby of Satan, Devil's child

Leavin' bodies on all types of motherfuckin' level piles

So girl take fuckin' caution,

'Cause if you're walkin home alone tonight

You might wind up a bitch on auction

And if you can't take you and you're concious hun,

I'll be like Ralphus, and shoot a slug into you from my blow gun

[ill Bill]

I'm stirring in the pain in the center of your brain

Carve a path with a butcher knife

Walk down the lane

Take a stroll through the hole in your head

Stab untill your dead

I'd like to paint the world blood red

Flippin' like OJ Simpson, the Joel Rifkin

Covered with crimson

Everywhere you look another dead shook

On the meat hook hangin'

Then I'm up in your place to spread your wife's legs for the bangin'

I love to fuck retarded chicks with wiffle ball bats

Then watch there fuckin' head go splat when I pull out the gat

I'm also into sodomizing secretaries

I'm very scary

My ice pick rips through virgin cherries

And all you crews that think you got half of what me and my brother got

You get chop chop chopped like Bobbit's cock

 

[Chorus]

Eat shit and die

Eat shit and die

Eat shit and die

Eat shit and die

Eat shit and die

Eat shit and die

Eat shit and die

Eat shit and DIE!!!!!

 

Necrophiliac nineteen ninety gore

Ill Cannibill nineteen ninety gore

 

Eat my shit

Eat my shit

Eat my shit

Eat my shit

 

You suckin dick for crack

You suckin dick for crack

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Broken glass in the hallway, bloodstained floors

Neighbors, look at every bag you bring through your doors

Lock the top lock, momma shoulda cuffed me to the radiator

Why not? It might've saved later from my block

N.Y. cops, hookers crawlin off the stroll, coughin

stitches in they head, stinkin and I dread thinkin they be snitchin

But who else, could it be, shook at these, unmarked vans

Parked in the dark -- NARC's, where's your heart?

Hustlers starve; they bust a U-e I jog

to my building -- come out later wearin camouflage

See the sergeant and the captain -- strangle men

Niggaz gaspin for air; til they move no more and just stare

with dead eyes -- tired of riots, shit is quiet

Simple-minded fools infiltrate grimy crews

Overcrowded cribs, uncles home from bids, sister's pregnant

father's on drugs, moms is smokin, beds is piss-infested

Had eight partners growin up, eight turned to seven

Seven turned to six niggaz, got two in heaven

Six of us, holdin it, now it's five rollin thick

The sixth one's parole flipped; five niggaz, went to fo' quick

when he went O.T., college life, converted into gangbangin

Four niggaz still hangin, years passed and slang changin

Three of us now, fourth nigga ain't around

We all thought he was real -- he did the snake shit

Fake shit -- beat his ass down, yo his mouth

could've got us all wasted, what a fuckin clown

All I got left in the end is two of my best friends

And we all goin out, to the death for these ends, WHAT?

 

New York, New York ("New York state of mind" -> Rakim)

New York, New York ("New York state of mind" -> Rakim)

*repeat while Nas is talking*

 

You heard about it, you see about it

You read about it, it's in your papers

It's in your daily news ("Get money!")

New York chronicles, every day

The crime rate, the murder rate

The money rate, the paper chase, youknowhatImean?

New York state of mind baby, check it out

 

[Nas]

I'm at the, gamblin spot, my hands on a knot

New York Yankee cap cover my eyes, stand in one spot

I take a nigga dough, send him home, to a shoebox

You lost that nigga I put your dollar in the jukebox

Hear my favorite song, all these niggaz sing along

All the ciggarette smoke's cloggin my lungs, hoodrats flashin they tongue

Young thugs blastin they gun, we got reputations

Bitches and niggaz both on parole or probation

Shit is sick, niggaz got gats, army fatigues

I got my eyes glued on, whoever walk in the lead

Cause I ain't playin, niggaz'll run up in here and shoot up this shit

Stick yo' ass up, niggaz'll find the loot in your kicks

Bunch of triple-cross niggaz, just New York niggaz

Lift you off your feet when they was just talkin with you

Some of these dudes the Feds be on em, you knew em for years

Be the type when you walk in a pub, they offer you beers

That ain't gangsta, niggaz is up North with tatted tears

Your name's on the affadavit, you ratted kid

Faggot-ass niggaz that be scared to do they bids

Fuck you, we run you out of N.Y, you can't live

Got your quiet niggaz, that relocated down South

comin back to floss, then you got the jealous loudmouths

All of a sudden we got Crips and Bloods, D.T.'s

runnin round quick to split your mug, it's ea-sy

to score, but it's hard to get the shit off

Niggaz fightin over hundred sales, jump in the car and drive off

When the fiend come around the block, happy as hell

Niggaz, mad cause they ain't get a piece of that sale

Cutthroat connivers, universal, ghetto survivors

Go to any hood that's live and make it liver

A lot of niggaz scheamin, some real, some niggaz frontin

But I'm a big dreamer, so watch me come up with somethin

 

New York, New York

New York, New York

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wordsmith

 

I’m in a game full of morons

And they keep putting more on

I tutor the Torah

I’m in the core of the Qu’aran

The mind’s what I represent

And mc’s better re-present

I’m taking this rappin’ bullshit

to the fullest extent

I have reservations

while Indians are on reservations

Told that board of education

I was bored of education

As far as this go

I leave you deader than Disco

Rocking sex and violence

Over sax and violins

Through your minds camera lens

You’re in need of an ambulance

I’ll knock you to the asphalt

It’s your own ass fault

Your last thought

I’ll never sell my self short to be famous

And taking it up the anus just ain’t us

The world could get the penis

Of this classically trained pianist

My P.O. was p.o.’d

Handed me a cup, told me to “pee in this”

The linguist musician

My college position is that my intuition

Told me I wouldn’t be affordin’ tuition

My education’s all on my own

I might have been born yesterday

But I rhyme like there’s no tomorrow…

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undispubutably one of the best lyrics ever

 

big words are hard to say, and to rap them

 

gotta love it

 

classic - hieroglyphics (coicidence i happent to be listening to this song when i find this thread?)

 

 

"[Tajai]

It's the linch crane (?)

Lynching

Antsy inchin' bit by bit chompin'at the bit

My shot's inaccurate for profit

Passionate for profit

Cashin' in, that's the shit

Lyrical laxative

Runnin off afta'

Never relaxing...lashin'

Different than the last one

So let's see..

Chocolate dipped nuts, I'm nestle milk

World Wrestling Federation built

Y'all are complacent still?

Display some skill!

My word placement first place

If not I verse basic

My complex...is complex

Balance in check

No comment with comparable talents as yet

There's always a first

Yet, there's always a verse

And always a hurse, so they always disperse

Tails tucked..

Who, why, when, where, what?

And how...sorry but not with that style!

I'm fond of fondling these tatless tactile (?)

Cats until they tapped out

Put that down...cause I put that down

Yeah I do that there

Why you act scared?

Talkin bout 'who that there'...I'll knock 'em out!

If you ain't ship shape keep your shit shut

'Fore I shift shape, leave this shit shut

Closed up...sucka get your pose up!

You hold down...what's the hold up, huh?

 

[Hook] [Del]

Uh, somethin' ya do when you're fire resistant

An ion intrinsic instantaneous lenses (?)

Diablo, domino effect wobble, stumble..

Tryin' to follow?

Ask Pollo, dumbo!

Need a model?

Taj will assault silicone

Reverberate with realer tone

Fill in holes till it hurt deep in your bones

I mean really drill it home to your inner zone

 

[Pep Love]

We put in the work to make your body jerk

We won't shirk the duty of makin you shake your gluteus maximus

Yeah, that's what's up!

The music is movin', you need to be catchin' up

Classical massacres occurs in a flash, a blur

Smashin' our hammer

Then when we clash with words

Adrenalin rush shatter you fragile gentlemen

When I hit 'em up with agile style

Venom and change the game like two ways did pagers

And 2Pac did before the plagerist came

Sword swing around, we not horsing

I'ma do mine, you do your thing

Hieroglyphics is monolithic

Chronicle and I careen in on a collision course to contradiction

God is listenin'

We collage, analyze with the touch of a brush to paint this picture

I'm heart felt with the texture of velvet

My art propellin'...the wax start meltin'

We makin' the matrix break to this

And motivatin' the shake...complacentness

Mixed of many maneuvers

We get blitzed and the groove is deep as it gets to reap benefits

From Oakland to Brooklyn

The language spoken...broken and crooked

You know how we do it!

 

[Hook] [Del]

Uh, somethin' ya do when you're fire resistant

An ion intrinsic instantaneous lenses (?)

Diablo, domino effect wobble, stumble..

Tryin' to follow?

Ask Pollo, dumbo!

Need a model?

Taj will assault silicone

Reverberate with realer tone

Fill in holes till it hurt deep in your bones

I mean really drill it home to your inner zone"

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This is it bitches:

 

:Organized Konfusion - Releasing Hypnotical Gases

 

[Pharoahe Monch]

As you look from whenceforth I come; riding the wind

thus eliminating competition from bird's eye view I'm

descending in helicopters in a village raid

Flesh will burn when exposed to the poetical germ grenade

I'm highly intoxicating your mind when I'm operating

on cell wars to membranes cytoplasms to protoplasms

Disintegrate em eliminate em now no one has em in battle

I display a nuclear ray that'll, destroy bone marrow in cattle

Thereby destroying the entire food supply

that's crawling with AIDS, maggots, flies

It's ironic, when a demonic, government

utilizes bionics and a six million dollar man to capture me

Clever, however; you could never ever begin to apprehend a hologram

Who's determined to fight solely, to defend in wars a land of the holy

I threw I-raq/a-rock and I-ran/I-ran

cause I couldn't stand anymore within the depths of the sand

So don't ask me Hu-ssein/who-sane

cause the hypnotical gases are eating my brain

 

{oxygen levels, check it, hydorogen levels, check it

nitrogen levels.. check it}

 

[Prince Poetry]

Twenty-thousand leagues down below,

minus one-hundred and forty-three degrees

Seize the info, gather the archaelogists

The aftermath needs to follow this cause it's, deep

Equivalent to the esophagus, spreads to scientists

a.k.a. Optimus Prime -- time, television is, dead

on this issue and very much irrelevant to this intuition

de-leting any alias info and descriptive

Mortal calm, partition with infrared light, vision

precision, beams

Colors, reds, fuschias, lime-greens

Black, don't you know my formulas form dope lyrics

uplift spirits and yo I hear it's fatal

to walk the path of Konfusion, where it's

torture some cherish, while most human-like beings perish

Subjected to death

Their bodies don't agree with the hypnotical intellect

Poetical acid is burning up flesh

At the end of corridor do you see me sitting there

Johnny More Grotesque

Literature somewhat equivalent to concentrated sodium hyperchloride

Insight, foresight, more sight

The clock on the wall reads a quarter past midnight

You feel nauseous

Forever you will avoid my royal presence as I step into darkness

 

{Now is the time.. to stretch your brain to it's maximum}

 

[Pharoahe Monch]

I am one who is one with all things, thus the unorthodox I am

The paradox I am, the equinox extending my hand

into dimensions to unlock new doorways

And so the light has revealed to me that there must be more ways

And so I play with rhythms, for something more than a mere game

enabling me to advance in wisdom

Words will exist like vampires

No need for sunlight, from concentrations camps I escape

with my sanity -- in 2010 every man will be

subject to global warming, formless oval

Millions of locusts swarming

Seek and you shall find the deliverer of a rhyme

the intelligent one, utilizing the mind third vision

Surrounded by a three-sided figure, containing the brain

The triggering mechanism from which I strike

sight beyond sight, sound beyond sound

which comes from below the magma, the granite, the ground

The surface will seperate, dispersing harmful ashes

Your optics will not be able to detect

the deadly hypnotical gases

Damn it's hard to breathe!!! But if I got one breath left;

I'll suck wind from the valley of death, here I come

from the slums of earth to center

I reveal myself as a beast within a, unbreakable shell

Walkin through the doorways of Heaven -- or is this Hell?

 

{The time is now.. right now.}

{This is the hour, this is the new dawn!

This is the new day.}

 

[Prince Poetry]

As I step into the Thunderdome, with flows as the wind blows

Visualize the intros, releasing hypnotical gases

chemicals mixed, fixed, takin it to the sixth

round of poetical warfare; energetically I walk with the flare

Rampaging like a rock-like figure

throughout the night's atmosphere I swear

My wrist holds mind-trigger darkness can't overshadow me

cause of high rate of smashin you, then trashin you

after I'm bashin you, with my hammer

Whenceforth passed to me, by Odin

Occasionally my pro-file is low-key Gamma

Rays brainwashed to transforms me

but I still withhold my hammer, to lift me up

For God still is my upliftor

I use this knowledge just to crush the cluster of grifter

Night approaches so I proceed in flight

back to the Hall of Justice as I continue to disintegrate em

Translating the codes in hypnotical language

then a Theta assault steppin up, frontin to be blunt

but I'm a radical creator of a poetical hypothetical

mathematical slay slur, punch that, stun that amazes and dazes

and phases the stranger, with pages of the lost chapters

Unfound factors

So I stretch like Reed Richards across the land

Continue with reading your e-quilibrium

with concepts that confuse ya, metabolism's fallin off

Data consider oblivion

Now as I walk through the valley of death

ignorin the battle lashes and gashes and rashes

the atom smashes, cause I released the last hypnotical gases

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 

 

pharoahe at his best

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DOOM

 

The beat is so butter,

peep the slow cutter as he utter in the calm flow

(Yo’ mother),

"Don't talk about my moms, yo."

Sometimes he rhyme quick, sometimes he rhyme slow or vice versa.

Whip up a slice of nice verse pie

hit it on the first try

Villain–the worst guy.

Spot hot tracks like spot a pair of fat-asses;

shots of the scotch from out the square shot glasses.

And he won't stop 'til he got the masses,

and show 'em what they know not through flows of hot molasses

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I find it funny how there is an above post that refers to 'big words'.

Where is the use of words like benevolence, endogenous or grandiloquent?

I mean if the lyrics were as grandiose as you think they are then I can understand what you mean by big words being hard to put into a song, but as these words are all used in the last 3 songs I listened to I think you need to broaden your musical horizons. These are all uttered at quite a fast pace in the songs in which I am referring to, as quick as any rap I have ever heard.

 

But back on topic, the best rap lyrics are usually the simplest ones, such as,

 

Will it ever stop yo I don't know

Turn off the lights and I'll glow

To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal

Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle

Dance go rush to the speaker that booms

I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom

Deadly when I play a dope melody

Anything less than the best is a felony

Love it or leave it you better gain weight

You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play

If there was a problem yo I'll solve it

Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

 

Hahaha

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WeEzY "bOoM"

 

weezy bad- naw really im good

sound like a T-rex live under my hood

 

you know i keep the thang-thang under my seat

put you underground now you live under my feet

 

i hate weezy but when i heard this, i was like damn!

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" Come Clean " - Jeru Tha Damaja

 

 

You wanna front what?

Jump up and get bucked

If you're feeling lucky duck

Then press your luck

I snatch fake gangsta MC's and make em faggot flambe

Your nine spray my mind spray

Malignant mist steadily pumps the funk

The results you're a gang stuffed in a car trunk

You couldn't come to the jungles of the East poppin that game

You won't survive get live catchin wreck is our thing

I don't gang bang or shoot out bang bang

The relentless lyrics the only dope I slang

I'm a true master you can check my credentials

Cuz I choose to use my infinite potentials

Got a freaky, freaky, freaky-freaky flow

Control the mic like fidel castro locked cuba

So deep that you can scuba dive/my jive

Origin is unknown like the Jubas

I've accumulated honies all across the map

Cuz I'd rather bust a nut then bust a cap in

Ya back in fact my rap snaps ya sacroilliac

I'm the mack so i don't need to tote a Mac

My attack is purely mental and its nature's not hate

It's meant to wake ya up out of ya brainwashed state

Stagnate nonsense but if you persist

You'll get ya snotbox bust you press up on this

I flip hoes dip none of the real niggas slip

You don't know enough math to count the mics that I ripped

Keep the Dirty Rotten Scoundrel as his verbal weapons spit

 

 

 

Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget

Every time i pick up the microphone i drug it

Unplug it on chumps with the gangsta babble

Leave your nines at home and bring your skills to the battle

You're rattlin' on and on and ain't sayin nothing

That's why you got snuffed when you bump heads with Dirty Rotten

Have you forgotten, i'll tap you [jaw]

I also kick like kung fu flicks by run run shaw

Made frauds bleed every time I g'd

Cuz i've perfected my drunken style like sam seed

Pseudo psychos i play like Michael

Jackson when i'm bustin ass and breakin backs

Inhale the putrified aroma

Breathe too deep and you'll wind up coma-

tose the king i'm hard like a fifth of vodka

And bring your clique cuz i'm a hard rock knocka

I gotcha, out on a limb i'm about to push you off the brink

Let you draw your craw but you burnin' shot breaks

When the East is in the house you should come equipped

 

 

Fly like a jet sting like a hornet

Knuckleheads get live and set it off if you want it

Dirty rotten scoundrels is crushin fools no joke

With styles more fatal than second hand smoke

Don't provoke the wrath of this rhyme inventor

Cuz I blow up spots like the world trade center

Come with the super trooper on his assault mission

The tech's technique cuz he's a technician

Wishin he'll go away won't help the weapons stop

The skills are shot cuz any idiot can let off a glock

Hard rock smellin the clutch of this untoucha

You claim you got beef on the streets so whatcha

Gonna do when real niggaz roll up on you

And you don't got your crew

Pull your glock but you don't got the heart

You was webbed straight from the start

Bought a tool and didn't learn how to use it

Got lost in Brooklyn so you had to lose it

Just for frontin you got that ass waxed

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Yo VIP let's kick it

 

Ice ice baby (x2)

All right stop collaborate and listen

Ice is back with my brand new invention

Something grabs a hold of me tightly

Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly

Will it ever stop yo I don't know

Turn off the lights and I'll glow

To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal

Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle

Dance go rush to the speaker that booms

I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom

Deadly when I play a dope melody

Anything less than the best is a felony

Love it or leave it you better gain weight

You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play

If there was a problem yo I'll solve it

Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

 

CHORUS

Ice ice baby vanillla (x4)

 

Now that the party is jumping

With the bass kicked in and the vegas are pumpin'

Quick to the point to the point no faking

I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon

Burning them if you ain't quick and nimble

I go crazy when I hear a cymbal

And a hi-hat with a souped up tempo

I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo

Rollin' in my 5.0

With my rag-top down so my hair can blow

The girlies on standby waving just to say hi

Did you stop no I just drove by

Kept on pursuing to the next stop

I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block

The block was dead

Yo so I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue

Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis

Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis

Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine

Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine

Reading for the chumps on the wall

The chumps acting ill because they're so full of eight balls

Gunshots rang out like a bell

I grabbed my nine all I heard were shells

Falling on the concrete real fast

Jumped in my car slammed on the gas

Bumpet to bumper the avenue's packed

I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack

Police on the scene you know what I mean

They passed me up confronted all the dope fiends

If there was a problem yo I'll solve it

Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

 

REPEAT CHORUS

 

Take heed 'cause I'm a lyrical poet

Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it

My town that created all the bass sound

Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground

'Cause my style's like a chemical spill

Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel

Conducted and formed

This is a hell of a concept

We make it hype and you want to step with this

Shay plays on the fade slice like a ninja

Cut like a razor blade so fast other DJs say damn

If my rhyme was a drug I'd sell it by the gram

Keep my composure when it's time to get loose

Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice

If there was a problem yo I'll solve it

Check out the hook while Shay revolves it

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