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Prescription For Punishment Remix (Instrumental)
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Instrumental to remix of "Prescription For Punishment".
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Straight up hip-hop production, funny stuff
The Cybertron Sound. Just what is that, one may ask? Ask the one who coined the term, and he'll tell you, it's a state of mind, a time and place that can't be recreated, a time to which people wish they could relive. When you hear it, you just know you're back in those times. The collection of tracks you'll find here are bits and pieces of the The Cybertron Sound's greatest fan's take on the original creations, for personal projects. Just who is the man? No one knows; he goes by a ton of aliases. For the sake of simplicity, just call him Dr. Claw. Hardly anyone knows where he's really from, however it's safe to say he's a "Cybertron" native. Whatever the case, he's a man who seems to have a whole lot of time on his hands, enough to bring The Cybertron Sound to your home.
Song Info
Charts
Peak #16,287
Peak in subgenre #9,908
Author
B. Ichimonji, S.Hiryu
Rights
The Doc
Uploaded
November 20, 2002
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
This is the same song as "Prescription for Punishment", only the melodic sample has changed. The reason being, I wanted to make a more "traditional" beat for this particular song...
Lyrics
Verse 1: Finally, the Doc has come back Wait a minute, eff that, the Doc's already done that/On the last track I snapped back and slapped half you jackasses The other half talkin' crap, I knocked 'em flat on their fat asses! Try to react and I'll blast past ya Bird raised on both hands laughin' when I'm takin' a crack atcha This time around I'm gonna capture Every last thing I lost at the hands of some frappin' backstabbers Before I get to that, let's talk about some of you blabbers Takin' my name, runnin' it through the dirt, and flushin' it down the crapper Talkin' about Tiffany and how I supposedly tapped her Or about Ayane and how I reportedly attacked her As for Tiffany, I'm tired of sayin' it, you can ask her And if she tells you otherwise, just remind me to slap her As far as Ayane's concerned, she's just jealous I didn't bag her And mad at the fact that she can't even control her frappin' bladder From here on after, I'm gonna be the judge and jury An indiscriminate executioner with a hellacious grudge and fury The people that screwed me are the ones I've got my eyes on They'll be the first one's gettin' shot with a Zenkai Kiaidan And to you troubled broads, I'm no longer sympathetic If you think I'm gonna be your personal teddy bear, you can forget it Don't cry to me because you got left barefoot and pregnant That only happened because you let it -- motherfuckers! Chorus (Strider's Scratch): "Your role, know it!" "Your mouth, shut it!" "Your llama's anus, lick it!" "Your dirty panties, wear it!" "The Doc says, go to hell." "The cage... bring it!" "The lumberjack...bring it!" "The dirty panties...bring it!" "Layin' the smack down." "(BEEP) yourself, you piece of (BEEEEEP)!" Verse 2: Y'all act like you've never seen a teenager before Burst in the door, middle fingers flyin', ready for war Forcin' insolent women to the floor, callin' 'em pigeons and whores Runnin' down the corridor, stunnin' people without any remorse Hold up -- this is exactly what I mean These jabronis hear a song and all of a sudden they're actin' like fiends And the funniest thing about these bastards Is that 99% of these kumquats are some of my biggest detractors Batsu Ichimonji is genuine, and y'all are actors Your girl's a crack whore with a cack that likes to take it up the back door! I remember playin' a hero wearin' blue and red I tried to set an example but I got screwed instead So I ditched the old gear and started wearin' black and white Training gear and then people said I wasn't actin' right Drinkin' beer, dressin' flashy, flippin' the bird and cursin' Speakin' more directly and refferin' to myself in the third person People thought I was too cocky and started to mock me Claimin' I Koched so-and-so callin' me names like Rocky Still they jock me, some of you cocksuckers act so damn cowardly That you got some kind of heat in my face tryin' to overpower me I'll take you out one by one by damn one Point it in my face again, and I'll take your god damn gun Turn that mofo sideways and shove it up your candy asses Or better yet, find nine ways to bust you up -- you pansy bastards! Chorus (Strider's Scratch) Outro: "Layin' the smack down." "Dammit, this ain't singalong!" "The Doc says, you can kiss his ass." "Come on out here, and whether you come out as the American Bad Ass, whether you come out as the Phenom, whether you come out as the Lord of Darkness, or the Lord of Monkey Piss, It doesn't matter!"
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