Original (Explicit)

歌詞

Verb T Yo! Im on the search for knowledge. They're lookin' at me like Earth to Thomas. Bright star, each bar is like a burning comet. Ex-herbaholic surfin' on a tidle wave. damn I just overcooked your brain in a microwave My mistake. I'm sittin' wide awake, like the piper, play my tune People follow, I'll take you miles away. Yes I'm your highness for real 'cos my mind is Lost in the clouds can't fully raise my eyelids. Building an escape pod, tryin' to climb inside it. Get away, lookin' for the stars shining vibrant. Dynamite shit, short fuse temper temper. Vent the tension and I would like to send a mention to Your ego, pretentious fool you sound demented Out the trenches, you ain't the trench coat Mafia. And this ain't revenge of the nerds you fuckin' amateur. That is fucked, wrap it up now man I've had enough. Fliptrix Find me where the bombs blow Holes in my foes still smokin' Killing enemies with choke holds Leave 'em with their wounds open Just to free their emotions. Then I flee to my barracks As the house of flying daggers, Like Jackie Chan on tabs of acid, I kill a snake then I climb a ladder, Trigger tounge is callous, With charisma by the gallon, so were not balanced I'm on point while you lack talent, I practice black magic, Plus im strapped with a bag full of gas and a packet of some matches, Not the safety type, raise up the Farenheight, You're goin' down like a motherfuckin' stalagtite, Snap it then I stab your spine, in the black of the night, Then turn your flesh back to life like I'm Frankenstein, I'm bad for your health like a jam in formaldehyde? Known as the medicine man, I kill the parasites. Chorus x2 (BVA & Fliptrix) Be original Dont copy this material Use your own voice and make sure its lyrical You know you did it right if the kids like to mimic you Brush to the wax thats how we do/Thats how we bring the image through Leaf Dog Try'n to recite what I write You might catch a ripped jaw. Lines cut with precision just like a jigsaw. Lyrics hidden like drugs shipped in to this shore I keep the underground hot, like the Earth does with its core. Attempts are poor, try'n stab me in the back Its a fight you won't win like our troops in Iraq. My crew's known to circle prey, like a wolf pack Or a riot squad kickin' or screamin' move back. Fuck these rich kids try'n rap straight poor's how they act but I've never heard a real word in a single track. Deal with facts like I'm building a case What I put in her mouth for the next week you'll taste this flow. I can't wait so I choose to embrace While you full of fake love, like you're chewing your face. Confused in the race, try'n to make noise But your playing days are over Like an athlete when he takes 'roids. BVA Drop raps like a loose grip Neck-in-the-noose shit. They said that my style's a bit fruity so i juiced it Do bondage with the track And slap heads with the truth's whip. Pay so much mind to the track you think I'm two kids. From the year of the tiger, the mind rider Penetrate the track so even your girl feels it inside her. Out of place like cider in a posh bar And kids are sellin' now But they'll get toasted 'cos they're pop-tarts. I'm off the chain like a broke bike Spit shit you wont like If you're hyped and you're beat, worn out Screamin' I'm so tight. 'Cos me man I'm more chill Follow this, more will. I smoke the peace pipe, while I spit lyrical war skills. Most rappers churn hard, like they took four pills Chew face, lose place in the race 'cos they ain't ill. They're sick if you mean dying and most of 'em keep tryin' But they can't see me like they're in the room im gettin' high in. Chorus x2 (BVA & Fliptrix)