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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,597
Peak in subgenre #148
Author
Kayx
Rights
Budda
Uploaded
March 14, 2003
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
produced by :dj astonish
Lyrics
Buuda flowuh
think of chanllegin kayx and me is just inconcevable
me talkin bout the weak emcee's is defenetally beleivable
so stop talkin ur blasfame, cause ill make u anotha casualty
it,s not like the oc life is so simple
even though most kids out here only have to worry bout a pimple
im bout to smoke u kids out like a turkish royal
and even after im finished ill pound u kids into the soil
im not, and will never be in the game fo the glamma
even though main stream beats dont contain correctly pronounced gramma
and if i were the captin of the chat room i jack ur hamma
and im here to state that hiphop should be more complecated
cause there's so many wack mc,s and it just makes me feel vialated
but some time soon they'll all be anialated
u'll all be unemployed, and sent away and deployed,
cause non of ur beats were ever enjoyed
ill burn all u kids up like a dryed up blunt rap
and even afta i defeat u on the mic ill leave time to scrap
and at the end off the whole battle u'll just get ur chin taped
now ur whole world is about to colaps
just cause u tryed to play me like a game of craps.............
E.H.L.O.(a.k.a. Kayx)
I see visions when I remember my adept of clairvoyence
telepathic abitlites, enables me to rip flamboyant, MC's
never fit to beat me
it makes sense, check the pretense
heat breeze scorches you to incineration
concluding to defeat, roast you like a raisen
im raisin' hell
what is that you're illiterate cause you cant spell my name
its to profound
like bright lights in spell bounds
your minds dim like underground subway stations
well i found my life
i can get it together and sip some high life
then im tight, rhyme write, get ready ror a flight
i elevate on windy days like kites
masticate cause you bite
plus your never right
playin counter attack
you lost it like Jack Nicholson
in the shining, im finding
new dimensions cutting back like diamond
switching the shift to diminishing the wack click
im fresh like afro pics
subliminol actions causing breakdown like Kurt Russel needin a fix
check the mix, needing serum cause im so sick
ill defined with rhymes enshrined like fine bitches
given mcs stitches
if they wish to diss, my shits to bliss to cause mischief
looking over on scripts it says E.H.L.O. rips
akrobatic like trapeze artists doin flips
tranquilizing your mind like acts of sniffin cat nips
you know it aint a crisis when the nicest on the mic revising like transcripts
so hear this cause i aint righteous
im just the wisest
