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"Hip Hop & Rap, Yeah! That's Where My Heart's At" - Lords Of The Underground
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Peak #6,974
Peak in subgenre #3,736
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December 08, 2005
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MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
IntroSkit
Aint no "crack fiend"
but "beating me's" a "pipe dream"
my immense spits rocket like a glocks quik
ram pennies in your eye-sockets
so you can see some "sense"
if real recognize real, then i know you aint shit
"you can gain 10 votes for every single vote i get
even with those odd's, I'll still win", you dumb shit
BREAK IT DOWN BOY!!!
im the most obscene verbal guilotine
spittin machine, rippin you clean
grippin 16, splittin your spleen
rippin you clean, you just kickin and scream *FUCK YOU*
and times tickin its scene
im flippin it mean
souls rippin at seams
im pimpin your team
just killin this fiend
im illin between
whippin this "queen"
chippin your "dreams"
you limpin from scenes
"strippin's routine"
"a chicken cusine"
clip in, and beams
grippin serene
you slippin between
two fittin ravine's
im shippin thirteen
hittin ya team
call me the verbal assassin here for service
snipin the "T" and "V" to "make" "U" nervous
HEY We gon ride, we gon ride
ON OUR ENEMIES x4
YO!
im up for any challenge like competitive insomniacs
break in your studio while you recordin some raps
put 10 bullets through you to stop you "dead in your tracks"
and severe your whole brain, usin my "home made battle axe"
"peel back your cataracts", so u can see ya ass is wack
You aint nuthin but a needle, cause your lifes invein thats fact//
lacerate this asshole's ego to cut through his bullshit fast//
your career's like a bad gift cause no one gives a shit//
im so far outta your league you cant see me bitch
so i'll send you a picture for future reference (FUCK YOU) when u learn how to spit
when makeshifts on stage, the crowd responds quick with
BOOOOOOOOOOOOO! *get off tha stage*
and No, Not Cause Of Halloween You Just Really Suck dude
said your tracks bangin but u got it confused with tera patrick
it was hard to distunguish,
since "both ya'll have a mess to show for when ya finished"
HEY We gon ride, we gon ride
ON OUR ENEMIES x4
YO!
"back" on the track more insane then ever
severe your main veins, watch you scream forever
paint the "sky black", with the ink from my pen
then again when i rhyme, "i cast rays of your end"
with a razor attached to "hack any men"
attackin with "rapid, contractions my friend"
lubricate my weapons with DNA
i annihalte those steppin in every way
if u turned from god, better start to pray
cause this blade will be your "last meal" for the day
okay i serenade the mic with grenades
and i strike any wave and i pave any way
to the cemetary, where you'll get buried
"burned alive, learn to die," will it be painful, yes
as i drive, of course though with forceful omens,
into your guts and all other organs
HEY We gon ride, we gon ride
ON OUR ENEMIES x4
YO!
OutroSkit
