AIGHT FIRST OFF, THE NAME ISNT MYSTIK D...
ITS ETERNAL
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Eternal
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August 28, 2002
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Lyrics
I like graphic, psychopathics, that run around with spiked bats lit,
To burn you’ll get your white ass kicked,
damn right faggot, I ignite caskets,
And fight back when the sprites smash vets,
Alas its, the right cat who knows how to write raps like magic,
Hit the dirt before your get ass sniped and bagged kid,
It’s a tight classic, when I spit on mics rapid,
I scare the rest when tare your flesh; my knifes jagged,
It’s another game of cops and robbers, when you stop this mobster
Im the lock ness monster, you’ll get socked and clobbered,
You’ll get stalked and followed, and then we cock the hollow,
And then get u dropped and outlined with chalk in sorrow,
People wake up and get shaked up in shock tomorrow,
All you pills will get chopped or popped and swallowed,
Give me the sword and I’ll strike, give me the word and I’ll fight,
You might as well give me the world because lord of the mic,
We them raw cats, with sawed bats, and skill,
Get on your hardhat, and dart back, we’re ill,
Don’t start bad or we’ll catch you and define hate,
And we’ll get into the mind state to rhyme great,
Ayo My skill is atomic, when I spit I bomb shit,
With out alarming, so when I rip it I catch you off guard then,
I interglacialy, batter these, rapper feans,
Attack them and crack em in the back or let my Mack 10 sneeze,
Riding off in to the sun set, call me the desperado,
On horse back with torch racks guess the motto,
Lay them to rest beside you, press the throttle,
Peal out so hard my wheels melt leave stress embottled,
Tare off appendages with these sentences of aggression,
The new nemesis a menaced kid in the session,
I bend this shit way off the premises with out question,
When Dennis hits you’ll see affendless kids with a mission,
I top the wisdom, of a of an old man imprisoned,
Im am the risen, god who gives the final decisions,
Walk up the crocked path that leads to satins door step,
Make him worship, a figment like the headless horseman,
We them raw cats, with sawed bats, and skill,
Get on your hardhat, and dart back, we’re ill,
Don’t start bad or we’ll catch you and define hate,
And we’ll get into the mind state to rhyme great,
I spit the sickest flows when im in the mind state,
Who would have thought that labels would sign apes? (E.I. E.I. UHHOHHHH)
I scrap when I rap and I crack concussions and bruises,
The Dark shadow crawling, destruction is brewing,
My skill is like Spontaneous combustion in the movement,
One on one with death and I aint got nothing to lose man,
I fuse, loose, screws, in to your bruise, and make it ooze,
You lose, all your views, don’t choose, any excuse,
What your crew gonna do, they all petrified,
Cuz I can get a knife, sharpen it and wreck your life,
The wonder rips the number one hits your found stupider,
Sock contenders out of earth to orbit around Jupiter,
My Rap alliance has the appliances,
To fuckin rip down mics and defines when science says,
Im rhyming best, when I get an eight and meditate,
And rappers that want to get destroyed please set a date,
We them raw cats, with sawed bats, and skill,
Get on your hardhat, and dart back, we’re ill,
Don’t start bad or we’ll catch you and define hate,
And we’ll get into the mind state to rhyme great,
