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No-one can ever juice me Losely, I rip slow Dug into your brain for unknown flow Some wish they could prevail But against me, they'd fail Styles more shockin' than rain fallin' on third rails Cuz when beat beats streets concrete breaks on the feet To break down whole structures and leave most men weak If you scared of being buried in the catachol Hold tight; these lyrics might bust your dome Ya now ease up! As I select the brew To punish with my raps and thrash his whole flow Scatter minds like code did digital data False entry in my cypher leaves niggaz getting splattered Dun boy tried to bite rhymes and mouths got numb Start rotting at their teeth and affect their gums Spread through their whole body leave them punks for dead While real niggaz take it in and it swells their head [Chorus:] So what?!, nigga what?! nigga what?! Watch this nigga GRAV take lyrics to their gut Wat deez little bitch ass niggaz really want? Wat nigga?! wat?! Wat nigga?! wat?! Wat nigga?! wat?! Nigga wat?! Nigga wat?! Nigga wat?! Watch this nigga GRAV take lyrics to their gut Wat deez little bitch ass niggaz really want? Wat nigga?! wat?! Wat nigga?! wat?! [Verse Two:] From brain waves to vocal chords, the ear drum cavities The food chain of the thought process of GRAVity Mental growth is acquired when the farmer sow seed To penetrate my face and make ear drums bleed Of these - fake niggaz trying to bite off styles That were once buried deep inside the X-Files Just a street nigga with skills to move the mass Sporting a Scully in this cold war to block weak rhymes From one street corner to the next I flip complex text More maneuver on the mic than Doctor Ruth with sex Sixty-nine and doggy style down on straight-up foreplay Got this rap shit sewn up; Yo! what more can one say? Kinda tight right? Yo! Lets spark shit up tonight Lace gloves on my tongue so we can start a verbal fight Left hook from butta lyrics, right hook from phat tracks To KO weak flows and make the streets react [Chorus] [Verse Three:] Yo! now check it, many brothers have often got lost Died when exposed to verbal holocaust That thought toss their mind outta wack Brain rings back and fracture skull caps Show love to gods on Earth to keep real To manifest on studios on two inch frails Hey yo! Adjust the levels on a flight deck handle Why lie on these styles thats are wild like jungle mammals While most niggaz are blind and simply can find Styles buried deep in the sand-dunes of my mind A rariety to find such a nigga so nice The oasis in the desert where lightning struck twice Now see! I'm on the track to best me Use rusty nails to crucify men who test me Anoint only the worthy with lyrical holy water The rest of the mantis get slaughtered What? Ya know what I mean? Whatcha want son? Sparkin' it off like this You don't want none [Chorus] Like this, like this Like this, like that Like that, like this Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on From up town to shout town The realm of the gonzillaz to infinity...