Un-hooked, Myself and Split-P Spitting with no hooks
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Story behind the song
And Un-hooked piece we actually spent some time on.
Not Entirely feeling my vocals presence on here but better than most.
Lyrics
[Ra-ones verse]
my rhymes murder an misplacced
so you can find me muggin you with a shank
maken you thank
word play how i game scrabble in a tank
thats my armour hotdog is what it is
cause flames burst big
shit i smell bacon musta rapped a pig
an for forgot the blanket
thinkin "when CSI shows up ill thank it"
cause i would die if i didnt see their white covers
hideing behind the victoms mother
screaming it was all about my color
whats the meaning of callin a mexican demon
white? thats so far left its not right
and i might take offence to open my battle gate
an create one more corpse like twenty seconds before
so get my points before settle the score with a metaphor
and appear in real life
ona crystal high
speaken a reply before i hear your voice
that you have no choice but to scream for your boys
[split-p's verse]
The aristotle of words,
Philisophical,but yet prophets
Find it remarkable,That I'm logical.
The metorologist of flows.
I can forecast,wether I spit,heat,rain or snow.
Incredible,huh?
Grip the calaco,Like I grip pens.
Leaving my imprints,for future evidence.
It's effortless,getting thoughts out
No doubt
I'm dropping knowledge like a high school drop out.
My Style resembles,scientific chemicals.
Atoms,and particles,construct my half my metaphors.
The core of my wackness,it's facts.
Like white chicks dancing,I can't feel the tracks.
So I just act like I'm all tight.
Hoping girls dig a guy that can write.
What am I thinking,I'm done period,like a pussy bleeding.
