Quick punchline drop
Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 2:36 am
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Lyrically fashionable but I switch styles more than per season
Y'all are boring I'm 'sleeping on your pieces'
Like we were playin chess for hours, it creeps upon you easy,
Gotta keep this God, Jesus whatever at bay like Hay-zeus
was tryin to sneak into your country via the docks and beaches
Stop the speeches, save hating for after school I gotta teach kids,
A lot of shit, I'm hot with this spittin, rockin this mission
You're NOT in position to come to conflict and competition with this opposition
[Deep breath]
Pounce at the slightest sound, my pounds are profound
Like the movie 'It' the way I 'put you clowns underground'
Leave your vision confound and impaired, I'm renowned everywhere
Thought you worked in a TV store, you're 'surrounded by squares!'
Rag on bitches till they drown in despair, 'come prepared pussy'
Ready for me to eat like I was Jap you look 'velll juicy!' (very juicy)
I'm chaos, in my system there isn't a median
I'm a rediculous mixing of inconsistent ingredients
An infinite amount of rappers I'm attacking through text
And like 'national soccer coaches' I'm 'capping you next!'
Don't folly, y'all you make sparks I'm a bomb I go boom
'Rap rings around you broads', just call me the groom!
Can't learn squat from you men, and I will not be your friend
Against me opponents 'fall back' like it's Autumn again!
The demise of me y'all be dyin to see?
'Destruction in big waves' couldn't 'silence the T!' (tsunami, get it?)
and a little FAQ, 'it' was a movie about a clown that lived in the sewers, and when national soccer coaches pick a guy for the team it's called 'capping'.
Lyrically fashionable but I switch styles more than per season
Y'all are boring I'm 'sleeping on your pieces'
Like we were playin chess for hours, it creeps upon you easy,
Gotta keep this God, Jesus whatever at bay like Hay-zeus
was tryin to sneak into your country via the docks and beaches
Stop the speeches, save hating for after school I gotta teach kids,
A lot of shit, I'm hot with this spittin, rockin this mission
You're NOT in position to come to conflict and competition with this opposition
[Deep breath]
Pounce at the slightest sound, my pounds are profound
Like the movie 'It' the way I 'put you clowns underground'
Leave your vision confound and impaired, I'm renowned everywhere
Thought you worked in a TV store, you're 'surrounded by squares!'
Rag on bitches till they drown in despair, 'come prepared pussy'
Ready for me to eat like I was Jap you look 'velll juicy!' (very juicy)
I'm chaos, in my system there isn't a median
I'm a rediculous mixing of inconsistent ingredients
An infinite amount of rappers I'm attacking through text
And like 'national soccer coaches' I'm 'capping you next!'
Don't folly, y'all you make sparks I'm a bomb I go boom
'Rap rings around you broads', just call me the groom!
Can't learn squat from you men, and I will not be your friend
Against me opponents 'fall back' like it's Autumn again!
The demise of me y'all be dyin to see?
'Destruction in big waves' couldn't 'silence the T!' (tsunami, get it?)
and a little FAQ, 'it' was a movie about a clown that lived in the sewers, and when national soccer coaches pick a guy for the team it's called 'capping'.
