Flying Daggers
Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2012 10:01 am
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This is my first recorded joint, since this is 'Written Rhymes'
I'll post the lyrics along with the audio,
Feed is appreciated and returned.
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[Verse-1]
Evacuate the room; My battle fate holds more than
Half the weight it'd have to take to gravitate the moon
I'm calculatin' doom, like the Mayan Calendar
I'd have to look outside the stratosphere to find a challenger
So find a battler who has a syllabus as ill as this
I'll kill a b*** and rape the f*** ing corpse in the wilderness
For the thrill of it I'll strangle a thug with his chain
Then bath in the tub when I drain the blood from his jugular vein
In love with the pain, I'm bugged and insane
And it ain't a song from Atmosphere when I put a Slug in your brain
I'm juggling' chainsaws and a couple of blades
Then I'm just shruggin' the pain off when it cuts in my frame
Before I like a line from Wayne, I'd join the Ice Capades
Rock skinny jeans, designer shades, and die of AIDS
I'd piss a tidal wave, quote a bible page
Do porn with a new born then throw it in the microwave
Start a light parade, throw my life away, eat a live grenade
With my entire face in a fire place
Catch me in cyber space hatin' on your video
To see you comment back, crying 'bout it like a little ho
Even if I liked it, I'd find something that I didn't though
And be that one asshole like "That's pretty sh** ty, bro!"
Come to your grandma's house, and drag her out
Then when she shouts, slap her yappin' mouth just to give me something to rap about
These rappers now, never had skill, my rap's still
Need Advil, because they're that ill
I'll f*** your pregnant wife and tape record her, punch her in the stomach
Until it breaks her water, and then punt your baby daughter!
[Chorus]
I'm swinging swords like I'm Conan (Slice 'em up)
Phasewon don't bow down to no man (Dice 'em up)
When you smell the blood in the air, then you know I was there
Flying daggers everywhere, beware
[Verse-2]
I'm the only rapper alive, that survived after I died
Battled Christ in the afterlife and shattered his mind
Sacrificed another rapper's life to balance with mine
Put my soul in his body and now I'm back in my prime (Yeah!)
I don't like your sound? I'll be chokin' you in the vocal booth
While your boys watch as your voice box is pokin' through
A local legend, every quotable's wreckin'
Dope enough to roast you in seconds with just my vocal projection
You cats are soft, eating applesauce, bumpin' Asher Roth
On your Macintosh, jackin' off to Hasselhoff
I'll sabotage you in your dad's garage, in a Lambo
Rockin' camouflage, with a Rambo bandana blastin' ammo off
I stay inside the cottage, catching flys with chopsticks
Hit you with a diabolic flying dropkick
You think it's only an act, or my persona in rap
Until I overreact and break every bone in your back
Show up at your Karate class and Juto chop yo ass
Then I'd probably laugh, and write " f** " all over your body cast
I'm in a hockey mask, fakin' like I'm Jason
Chasin' agents in the Matrix naked wasted in the basement
sh** , how you expect an alcoholic to act?
Puke up a whole bottle of Jack, and swallow it back
So when you see me with a pistol tucked, pissy drunk
With a fifth of rum driving a pick-up truck it should be clear that I don't give a f***
[Chorus x2]
I'll post the lyrics along with the audio,
Feed is appreciated and returned.
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[Verse-1]
Evacuate the room; My battle fate holds more than
Half the weight it'd have to take to gravitate the moon
I'm calculatin' doom, like the Mayan Calendar
I'd have to look outside the stratosphere to find a challenger
So find a battler who has a syllabus as ill as this
I'll kill a b*** and rape the f*** ing corpse in the wilderness
For the thrill of it I'll strangle a thug with his chain
Then bath in the tub when I drain the blood from his jugular vein
In love with the pain, I'm bugged and insane
And it ain't a song from Atmosphere when I put a Slug in your brain
I'm juggling' chainsaws and a couple of blades
Then I'm just shruggin' the pain off when it cuts in my frame
Before I like a line from Wayne, I'd join the Ice Capades
Rock skinny jeans, designer shades, and die of AIDS
I'd piss a tidal wave, quote a bible page
Do porn with a new born then throw it in the microwave
Start a light parade, throw my life away, eat a live grenade
With my entire face in a fire place
Catch me in cyber space hatin' on your video
To see you comment back, crying 'bout it like a little ho
Even if I liked it, I'd find something that I didn't though
And be that one asshole like "That's pretty sh** ty, bro!"
Come to your grandma's house, and drag her out
Then when she shouts, slap her yappin' mouth just to give me something to rap about
These rappers now, never had skill, my rap's still
Need Advil, because they're that ill
I'll f*** your pregnant wife and tape record her, punch her in the stomach
Until it breaks her water, and then punt your baby daughter!
[Chorus]
I'm swinging swords like I'm Conan (Slice 'em up)
Phasewon don't bow down to no man (Dice 'em up)
When you smell the blood in the air, then you know I was there
Flying daggers everywhere, beware
[Verse-2]
I'm the only rapper alive, that survived after I died
Battled Christ in the afterlife and shattered his mind
Sacrificed another rapper's life to balance with mine
Put my soul in his body and now I'm back in my prime (Yeah!)
I don't like your sound? I'll be chokin' you in the vocal booth
While your boys watch as your voice box is pokin' through
A local legend, every quotable's wreckin'
Dope enough to roast you in seconds with just my vocal projection
You cats are soft, eating applesauce, bumpin' Asher Roth
On your Macintosh, jackin' off to Hasselhoff
I'll sabotage you in your dad's garage, in a Lambo
Rockin' camouflage, with a Rambo bandana blastin' ammo off
I stay inside the cottage, catching flys with chopsticks
Hit you with a diabolic flying dropkick
You think it's only an act, or my persona in rap
Until I overreact and break every bone in your back
Show up at your Karate class and Juto chop yo ass
Then I'd probably laugh, and write " f** " all over your body cast
I'm in a hockey mask, fakin' like I'm Jason
Chasin' agents in the Matrix naked wasted in the basement
sh** , how you expect an alcoholic to act?
Puke up a whole bottle of Jack, and swallow it back
So when you see me with a pistol tucked, pissy drunk
With a fifth of rum driving a pick-up truck it should be clear that I don't give a f***
[Chorus x2]
