New song over one of Lung's beats. Recorded - August 2003.
George Fox is a regional rap superstar soon to take over the world with his incredible talent that has never before been witnessed or heard by human ears.
Story behind the song
DJ Kay Slay approves of this song
Lyrics
[Verse One]
it's elementary
the devils temptin me, to end my, enemies energy
i'll keep rappin til the end of the century
tryin to save money but i'm spendin it any way
when i'm gone they'll remember me like the death of kennedy
i'll leave ya head severed definately
chop off the head of a deputy and condemn you with lepracy
you'll never get the best of me
i'll leave standing, you'll be left with the referee
i'm spittin lead til the death of me
spittin like the english weather especially
who told you mother F'ers to mess with me
you fucked up battlin me, the chef and the guest agree
cookin up a delicate recipe for disaster like an elephant testin me
laughter ensures when this bastard endures 6 blasts from the four
a gash on ya jaw from your past in the law
bloods what you spat on the floor
i'm a master the au-dience askin for more of it
pull out a knife and start stabbin this whore in the back with the force of it
[Chorus]
"When I grab the mic, MC's get frightened" - PMD sample
"No time to freeze" - Inspectah Deck sample
"super lyricist your arch nemesis" - Black Thought sample
"somebody want lyrics, from the lyrical terrorist" - KRS sample
"a performance never again performed on the mic" - Rakim sample
[Verse Two]
everybody rappin about the same shit, drugs and funds
i bust them guns and fuck their mums
i'm stuck in slums, fuck with me and the blood will come
i gotta hustle, chump, blast you with a double pump
knuckle up or double up or watch me fuck this sucker up
find out if he tough enuff, or if this bitch all lovey dove
my minds trapped in crime raps
stood in the bike shacks pumpin "it's like that"
i might splatter your life matter with a spiked bat or
something in the knife cate-gory
but the latter bore me
the gun'll blast a actor for me
i see past a fraud, he
fucked with me the gats made sure he's at the morgue, B
splat brains at the wall, G
you want more of me..i go crazy with mental swordery
fuck that space shit rappin about sorcery
every rappers the same to me
all from the same mould..DJ Nobody and Unnamed MC
what you gonna do bout that grab your gun and aim at me?
your tame and lame? your fault, don't complain at me
fuck keepin it real, leave you bleedin with steel
got gats willin to do cap peelin you rap stealin crack demons
hit you in the back, stephen segal style
leave you deep in the mall while
leavin ya wife weepin with your child
rappin about the same shit i just complained about, isnt it i-ronic?
i tried chronic but fuck it i don't wanna die from it
fuck what i'm spittin about
its just words written from mouth
99% of rappers should be in prison no doubt
for the shit they did or said they did, bein chased around cells someone diggin em out
i'm livin in doubt..the worlds not gonna make it...thats it and i'm out
Chorus
