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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #21,384
Peak in subgenre #13,527
Author
Slick-Nick
Uploaded
January 20, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 1:35
Lyrics
verse 1
yea, its slick nick standin with that undefyable composure,
you been lettin my fans hear yo shit, that ain't reliable exposure,
yur lines disappear from ya mind like when montana be snortin dat blow,
lyrically smoke you quicker then bob marly puffs his dro,
fuck with me then, well you kno, snuff ya nose,
you dreadin' down the path you headed,
cuz you seen the carcasses of previous enemies that been beheaded
don't take life for granted because it the only one you handed,
destruction is nothing, whenever you pushing i'm shoving,
hoes i'm never lovin, ya'll whack mothafuckas got me buggin',
no self control, avoided by any cop that might be out on patrol.
i disengage ya mind wit these enraged insane derranged lines,
known to go genocidally and murder you mothafuckas violently,
lyrically, i'm so strong that you feel like my punchlines are hittin' you physically.
chorus
adrenaline pumpin, you gonna need a penicillain pumpin',
reigning you with words that leave bruises, i stick to whatever beef my mind chooses,
like glue, i'm sticky to beef and can't be happy till i've gotten rid of you.
verse 2
watch closly as i grab a hold of this bitch that think he could choke me,
ain't nobody wit the skills ta lyrically smoke me,
i swing like ali comin all out in the boxin ring,
explosions surround you, and its upclose and personal, this heat is hurtful,
no existing immunity, this shit is like a foreign lagnuage which i speak fluently,
disconnect spines and continue to spit these toxic top of tha line rhymes,
stay up committin capitol crimes, got my face posted on the new york times,
do what i'm doin jus fo the fun of it, any one gotta problem wit it then i pursue it,
not known to give in to nobody, this is dat hot shit, urge you to commit a robbery.
chorus
adrenaline pumpin, you gonna need a penicillain pumpin',
reigning you with words that leave bruises, i stick to whatever beef my mind chooses,
like glue, i'm sticky to beef and can't be happy till i've gotten rid of you.
50's verse
