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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #3,926
Peak in subgenre #2,147
Author
Da Cypha/Bthugg/Innacent/Haze
Rights
Lyrics: GRT/beat: WMS Productions
Uploaded
July 12, 2002
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
GRT - The Introduction
Written & Performed by D. Alberts, S. De Bolster, B. Johnson & J. Hayes.
Produced by WMS Productions & Mixed by GRT.
Da Cypha:
Its BBK all day, I’ll show you what the meaning is/ Stick my dick in ya hands and make sure you b feeling this/ Feel the fist, I’m the first 2 blast/ Raw till my flesh backing up Mhacx/ Fuck opinions he the best just check the facts/ We spit it out and mutherfuck it/ Don’t know what we come with/ But we striking like a comet/ Got you shaking like Mohammed/ Commit sins so drastic our style’s fantastic/ Its guerilla Rap Tactics we b popping up caskets/ And give the morticians something 2 live for/ Y’all songs getting me bored while we still drop more/ We searching for war/ Soft shit hits the floor like you cant stop the diarrhea/ You can’t b fighting me, BBK a true killerbee/ You will never b hitting, splitting or killing me/ Fuck The Fugees cause I ain’t killing ya softly/ ...so you better drop that thought G/
Bthugg:
We slowly kill our enemies with our “Guerilla Rap Tactic”, cracking backs chiropractic, annihilating them drastic/ Leaving them wrapped in bags of plastic, turning you spastic with a chest ripped open like elastic, this is real battle not a slapstick/ They call me “Bar Spitta”, spitting rhymes like a home-run hitter, turning adversaries bitter/ Without glitter, making every opponent a quitter, dumping you on the street like litter/ “Innacently” exposing your debility, blowing you away lyrically, showing off my ability to slay wack mc’s with agility/ When I show my skills you’ll be surrounded by a “Haze”, don’t be phased/ Lyrically I’m doing drive by’s and blaze while you’re doing drive-a-ways, trying to escape my verbal maze/ Your defeat is my “Intent”, forever GRT is what I represent, dropping rhymes with explicit content/ Every battle with us will turn into a nonevent, you’re just a percent of MC’s defeated with inflicted torment/ Driving my Viper, wiping opponents away like a raindrop hit by my windshield wiper, hitting you between the eyes like a sniper/ I come with harder punches than “Da Cypha”, making you wet ya diaper, turning you into a faggot, skirt wearing piper/ Guerilla Rap Tactics is a forebode of the Grim-Reaper, putting you 6 feet deeper, there’s no need for an undertaker cuz we’ll do it cheaper/
Innacent:
I guess its about time to pass it off to Innacent/ Every time I rap I leave my enemies in remnants/ I’m lyrical like nemesis/ So I guess you can say I’m untouchable/ Every time I touch-a-flow/ I make big men look like a bunch-of-hoes/ With my syntax/ I keep my flows spicy like Tic-Tacs/ Everything that I say is drugs so its dope whatever-I-say-next/ But GRT makes it a habit to sever-and-spray-necks/ Lyrically I’m the rain man like Shawn-Kemp-in-the-90s/ Kicking the dirty flows like they were unkemp-and-untidy/ Honestly no kid-can-out-write-me/ Its game time so lets get this shit kicked-off/ Challenging me ill leave you with your legs shaky and lip-locked/ Like you were a mime trying to do the Crip-walk/ If your a fake-rapper-kid/ That shit ain’t-happening/ To challenge me you ain’t-half-the-men/ I only got one rule to the game its i have-to-win/ Always kicking those tactical-flows/ What’s next? you might see us rapping-at-shows/ With the vividest-spits/ Always givin-em-fits/ Not rolling with a tank but there’s no-limit-to-this/ GRT is the next-to-shine think twice about testing-mine unless you have a vest-in-line of the Teflon-kind so keep it etched-in-mind or else you’ll be a fish the next catch-a-line/ Now to put the finishing touches and blaze-ya-butt/ Here comes my homey “Hazel-nut”/
Haze:
GRT mothafucka make sure you recollect/ We back like haunting memories you try-to-forget/ You cant hide in ya house or hide-on-the-net/ We drop bombs to make sure you rhymes-are-left-wrecked/ Show every sign-of-respect cuz by the time-we-conn 