Multi Massacre
Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 6:17 pm
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[Phasewon]
My mental capacity spans for galaxies, eradicate galactics
Rapidly, my fate could battle weight and gravitate the planets
Evaporate the axis, defyin' the laws of physics
To cause eclipses, and have the gods inflict apocalypses
Have the stars evicted, and blow the light away
Then right away, I'll reverse the cycle and turn the night to day
So find a way to get your game to par, raise the bar
Yo you aint a star, fuck what these A&R's, say you are
So play your part, or I'ma have to dead you already
With a heavy machetti, ready to turn ya head to spaghetti
Take every single lyrical syllable literal
Spittin' metaphysical miracles, like in spiritual rituals
Visible vividness/ mixed in biblical scriptures,
Depicts subliminal pictures, projectin' visual images
Precision is key on my level, when bringin' deviants that'll
Load they glocks and blow off a piece of your temple
Me and the devil are embraced in deep discussions
Facial reconstruction, beef with us'n face the repercussions
Give mc's concussions, 'til their basic reproductions
Are basically eruptin', spontaneously combustin'
The Reaper's comin' with a lethal prescription
The needle incision, will leave you twitchin' in the fetal position
The evil has risen, my pen is possessed by a spirit
That spreads through my lyrics, and infects you the second you hear it
It's best that you fear it, once it affects your appearance
It'll appear when you pear in any mirror when you're near it
The cure is an injectional dose, as you convulse
While dispensin' projectional jolts, of electrical volts[/align]
[Phasewon]
My mental capacity spans for galaxies, eradicate galactics
Rapidly, my fate could battle weight and gravitate the planets
Evaporate the axis, defyin' the laws of physics
To cause eclipses, and have the gods inflict apocalypses
Have the stars evicted, and blow the light away
Then right away, I'll reverse the cycle and turn the night to day
So find a way to get your game to par, raise the bar
Yo you aint a star, fuck what these A&R's, say you are
So play your part, or I'ma have to dead you already
With a heavy machetti, ready to turn ya head to spaghetti
Take every single lyrical syllable literal
Spittin' metaphysical miracles, like in spiritual rituals
Visible vividness/ mixed in biblical scriptures,
Depicts subliminal pictures, projectin' visual images
Precision is key on my level, when bringin' deviants that'll
Load they glocks and blow off a piece of your temple
Me and the devil are embraced in deep discussions
Facial reconstruction, beef with us'n face the repercussions
Give mc's concussions, 'til their basic reproductions
Are basically eruptin', spontaneously combustin'
The Reaper's comin' with a lethal prescription
The needle incision, will leave you twitchin' in the fetal position
The evil has risen, my pen is possessed by a spirit
That spreads through my lyrics, and infects you the second you hear it
It's best that you fear it, once it affects your appearance
It'll appear when you pear in any mirror when you're near it
The cure is an injectional dose, as you convulse
While dispensin' projectional jolts, of electrical volts[/align]