AAS Vol 3
Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2012 4:48 am
many made the grave mistake to face the great
the goat is fatal when hes stable and he takes his place
to race to dates where its just to late to save some face
i rant and rave to persuade with blades thats rusty and dull
above the control of patrols trying to sway my goals
im dazed and cold, hearted leave um dearly departed
well guarded.. and hardened since i fucking started.
regarded as the macadamia i rap with magic mania
from Transylvania impaling rappers from Lithuania
the gift to mainly thrust, an spit til the flames erupt
corrupt just on the cusp and i must kick up dust
i bust and cuss with the concussion of a blunderbuss
im thunderous and numbered as a wonders of
the world, while you girls still gravitate to wack shit
the mack i back flip smoke a phat spliff than i brandish
hungry and famished insects to cause agricultural damage
outlandish.. i can diss, anyone, point dexter to pointed gun
i joined the slums to become hotter than the anointed sun
with a pointed tongue spitting acid like outerspace creatures
soon to be a feature of you headphone and stereo speakers
not a teacher, im a student, while yall still on the bleachers
leaches sucking the life stream leave the bite clean
i might be, slightly hyphie when i come up on the night scene
its highly likely, that while unsightly i make it beautiful
with numerical hits close to the nail like a cuticle
in a cubical i rap circles arround emcees like geometry
i’ll be bombing streets till it profits me economically
with symphony of sympathy toward breaking the monotony
which commonly plagues the late days of hip hop
breaking through the grid lock games air tight call it zip lock
what it is, it is not! too much singing in our damn Songs
while all allong real rap’s suffocating in underground ponds
with sounds strong enough to counteract the balance
real talent will trump fake skill papermache to iron Chalice
watch the palace crumble to rubble and broken bricks
im loading clips full of lyric bullets with exploding tips
with a golden wit, that shines bright like lit filaments
the illest is diligent while willed to be skilled at killing shit
while yall feelin it cause yeah im down for this illest shit
the goat is fatal when hes stable and he takes his place
to race to dates where its just to late to save some face
i rant and rave to persuade with blades thats rusty and dull
above the control of patrols trying to sway my goals
im dazed and cold, hearted leave um dearly departed
well guarded.. and hardened since i fucking started.
regarded as the macadamia i rap with magic mania
from Transylvania impaling rappers from Lithuania
the gift to mainly thrust, an spit til the flames erupt
corrupt just on the cusp and i must kick up dust
i bust and cuss with the concussion of a blunderbuss
im thunderous and numbered as a wonders of
the world, while you girls still gravitate to wack shit
the mack i back flip smoke a phat spliff than i brandish
hungry and famished insects to cause agricultural damage
outlandish.. i can diss, anyone, point dexter to pointed gun
i joined the slums to become hotter than the anointed sun
with a pointed tongue spitting acid like outerspace creatures
soon to be a feature of you headphone and stereo speakers
not a teacher, im a student, while yall still on the bleachers
leaches sucking the life stream leave the bite clean
i might be, slightly hyphie when i come up on the night scene
its highly likely, that while unsightly i make it beautiful
with numerical hits close to the nail like a cuticle
in a cubical i rap circles arround emcees like geometry
i’ll be bombing streets till it profits me economically
with symphony of sympathy toward breaking the monotony
which commonly plagues the late days of hip hop
breaking through the grid lock games air tight call it zip lock
what it is, it is not! too much singing in our damn Songs
while all allong real rap’s suffocating in underground ponds
with sounds strong enough to counteract the balance
real talent will trump fake skill papermache to iron Chalice
watch the palace crumble to rubble and broken bricks
im loading clips full of lyric bullets with exploding tips
with a golden wit, that shines bright like lit filaments
the illest is diligent while willed to be skilled at killing shit
while yall feelin it cause yeah im down for this illest shit