ShockWave is a Hiphop artist from Manchester in the UK.
This is a hobby for me.. I do it because I enjoy doin it.. not to get signed.. I'll stop puttin out tracks when I aint hungry any more..
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #15,193
Peak in subgenre #8,861
Rights
2003
Uploaded
October 28, 2003
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
listen up all you motherfuckers
there seems to be a problem.. and ConneXion are here to solve it
because.. this track.. is for anybody that got shit to say about Stage One
especially a gay-ass motherfucker called Rawkus
so.. if u hating on Stage One.. then..
u getting knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson..
BITCH!!
ShockWave :
Now lets get it all in perspective
For Stage One its ShockWave a rapper u can rep with
With my left fist I let rip.. mister please
Ya career goin nowhere like Christopher Reeve (Superman – in wheelchair..)
With Stage One where I came from
get ya game on.. I aint playin son.. u’ll be layin stunned
with rookies and vets.. to slaughter ya clan next
Stage One rippin haters with audio AND text
King of the site? Nah that aint me
Im just The One rippin thru haters like Jet Li
With jet ski’s I breeze by, disses freeze guys
Every word I say is real.. u can see in these eyes
And Im quick to spit regardless.. of who was first to start this
These haters make Ash look good.. don’t care if im bein heartless
Stage One runnin shit.. other boards in baby-walkers
holdin it down for the best site.. cos im sick of shit talkers
so they still wanna talk shit? Let em do that
the Dream Team are quick just to show ya where the fool’s at
most aint worth “half their Rhymes” like “Busta severed”
Stage One got more posts than seven boards put together
(((HOOK)))
“They Hatin!” Ahhh made u look,
We the best and u gays is shook
In the crowd with a shotty so on stage u duck
Stage One like Shady – “We still don’t give a fuck”
Fallen Soldia :
I won’t just hurt your feelings, I’ll leave ya heartless
That’s why I’m known as a motherfuckin Merciless Artist.
I’ll rip ya regardless, we’re spittin the hardest.
Kickin it farther with written lyrical carnage.
Stage 1 at its worst is still twelve times better,
Then any of you wack sites, its divulged in my letters.
Propulsion of meta’s and wordplay and multi’s, oh my!
You know you can’t test any of our emcee’s, don’t lie.
We show fools who rules with short fuses
More fluid than any of y’all could spit, we’re too ruthless.
Move through us, and we’ll lose two gloves and shoot loose lips.
Prove that we can leave all of you stupid goofs toothless.
I figure that your little bit of insolent gibberish.
Isn’t fit to mingle with my brilliant limericks.
Cut you up like a serial killer flick.
“What’s this chump doing with these lyrical visualists?”
I’m here to make examples of what happens to rappers.
When I dismantle your classics and stamp on your smash hits.
Brand you with smacks, bitch, and demand I get ass kissed.
Leave on my island, now you’re stranded with wack spits.
(((HOOK)))
