Lyrics
Chorus-SJ
I am a sadistic joker, i take the smiles away.
When we blowing up TNT's, i aint asking to stay.
Our lines are out of control, even im afraid.
This is just an example,but we got more on crates
I am a sadistic joker, i take the smiles away.
When we blowing up TNT's, i aint asking to stay.
Our lines are out of control, even im afraid.
Now we get over the hook, now lets fly our way
Verse 1-> SJ
Call me a mirrorman
I show truth ,i dont give a Damn.
Spit so acidic, wich 100 snakes cant.
Come On Sit down, u jus cant stand.
My flow brings wheat to this empty land.
Im not a kid, so dont try to be a man.
My audios are killers, so dont try to play it.
If u play, do change it.
I got room for imprevemnt, but i cant stay in.
Im flying high as kites.
Write so dope, that u think i bite.
Here comes the fast flow so strap ur seatbelts tight.
I flow so cold and sick, no medicine can help.
My ice-cube punches are prone to heat, u cant melt.
I got so emotions in lines, everything is felt.
I try to squeeze in this space, but cant fit in my belt.
Seeing my stuff can fetch u diseases, hope ur well.
I make so much gains out of songs, even if dey dint sell.
I play music so loud,i got gambling for most noise poulltion.
My concepts are so well-dressed, they can cause u confusions.
I be down with problems, but this comeback is the solution.
Chorus
Verse 2 -->VM22
i stay physically fittest..
& penetrate any number of villans
i slay the lyrically illest..
& send shockwaves when my poetrys finished
rhyme so sick u'll get rabies if u try to bite it
that ain't weak kness, i bring stampede when i strike bitch
i'll end ya life quick, i wanna coninue the battle of wit,
but u ain't go nothin to fight with
i blow the mic when i rep tnt
i'ma show u bitch MC who VM be
i feed em greive,i see them leave,
u free my feind,u betta flee that scene
i'm so ill the who has flagged me
i'm so fly i can beat the mac 3s,
i sell dreams & stack greens
no vaccines can cure my illness,
hyper dopism,bitch, i'm still best,
Chorus
Verse 3 ---> MC mopla
We make murderous rap verbals words reverb n double da murda level
u a conceptual blunder,surrender to da boy wonder
I ma turn u over under,faster dan a crackin thunder
Want ur death to be royal? I ma drive by in a messarati
Come lonely,dump ur body,burn it slowly,blazin a buggati
Come back again,raise ur body,make u ma scary zombie
Still standin high wid ma middle fingers to da sky,
Now I m wid a mic,n dope is ma middle name
chance of ur survival is slim,for yaw revival trim
I shatter ur kids,smashin ur crib,run u down wid a panzer
Pass me dat pistol.partys over,say good night astala vista
