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Von Kalonji Lil' Roc Lonnie be
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Yeah what?
Time for lyrical shanks to your gut Death to wack MC's First up is my
nigga Lonnie be First up to make it liver I catch wreck like drunk
drivers Been through many battles but I left no survivors So WHASSUP?
Those that want a beef nigga bring it on Cause when I'm done it'll be
my dick that you're swingin on From the way I say my rap clear I make
people more excited than a faggot that got a pap smear The crooked
truth rap sensation,
I ain't to be fucked with You better off practicin masturbation Line
after line I bring excitement like a hooker So put rubbers on your
ears, then diaphragms on your woofer as the rhyme buster,
mic clutcher, from Richmond show the real definition of the
word represent The place where I dwell so recog-NAS NAS NAS, that _
It Ain't Hard to Tell_ who's the best, blessed with lyrical,
context that kick Just like that little girl that got shot in +
Fresh+ Word to momma,
I'm hotter than that nigga with the bomber leather pants on,
in hell holdin hands with Jeffrey Dahmer Yo,
let me make this clear - I ain't the baddest rapper out there but
I'ma take his place until he get here The
sun shitter, hoarse all-star spitter More?
and asteroid transfixer Upchucks the medicine,
chest of anguish In a fantasy, holy sign language I hit worlds,
and my strange sperm gives birth to septuplet lady plants Check my
tympanic titanic time pulse By the grace of the
Immortal One I am the poisonous priest of fifty until the?
m'salaam?
So every naked ape on Earth bow down in silence to the slumlord,
of all universe reality Ironic supalism sodomizes your mentality
Science super-mystics and futuristics join in wedlock So my freon
cyrogenics make your head rot pop then
bust from galactic cryathallic mechany mal??
Preposterous, ice in my drop,
yeah that's niggaz when I bend prisms and ride soundwaves in your
eutrichula Malopropism is none,
when I cerebrum wash in your brain pan Mixin ooze,
your state of bein and attitude Petuitary shrinks,
accepts it when I bite then flatten your head Richencypholic surgeon
of my cosmorama, astrophysical Invades one,
individual stands and uses cosmic radiation as a cosmetic to beautify
inner fantastic, gory flow So,
writing weak rhymes to your boomin system is no mo' when I induce
arthritic rheumatism in dosages in sterile toxosins,
ex-osmosis Infect the schlerois, of your trickanumerolagia Understand,
who are you, to defend against, Mindbenda Yeah the Northside click,
rocks the spot The Forever People, rocks the spot DJ Street,
rocks the spot To the Roc comin next, time to get your props Yo, umm,
befo' I knock out yo' lies there is something you need to know
Breakin mo' grounds than aftershocks from the earthquakes in San
Fran' More determination than a bull,
seein Redman Imagine, Technic glare +
From Where???+ Competition say I gotta be display em in a
photo album Disorganized has the other file Bein flamboyant like?
herbal user, slash,
barracuda with key maneuvers like silent troopers of styles??
to split your wig and nip your eyebrows Go to space and greet the
stars, huh Started chewin on the Milky Way,
thought it was the candy bar You get the gong cause we niggaz do
wrong and if you're young, and in love,
do the moves of Michael Evens singin songs,
big up to my peoples Northside Show the brotherhood,
how I recognize I've been,
detonatin equivalyrical exposives Rambo soldiers deep like the black
trials of Moses Madness and wisdom accelerates my pendulum No
attackin my forces of life, cause I got ten of em Dangerous,
disciple killin images My warfare dreads be
just like Nemesis Infiltrates, holy massacres like?
tnakarid?
My religion break down prisons for missionaries In it to survive,
so enlist, in strategies My non-exist thinkin only lead,
to casualties I'm battlin, invadin,
interceptin Makin sure don't nuttin move in your section Don't
misinterpret my threats as just talk and the raise of a hand can make,
worlds start haltin The almighty,
leavin Gods and nations lost Cause when my shit hits I leave holes
like sawed-offs Yo, it's the Mad child layin verses like tile Niggaz
go impotent, when I kick these potent ass freestyles Wack MC's
get mad and look at me hard Cause they used to be the shit, like Mc
Donald's on Broad It's odd,
how niggaz try to bomb Then I be fadin more motherfuckers than AIDS
story harvest Throwin niggaz away like apple cores
- I don't want to see shit but some hits and Ed Mc
Mahon at my front door I'm rippin tapes,
niggaz still makin SHIT cakes Slippin down to fall off dudes tryin to
get they shit straight I'm tryin to get paid
troop -- I want more G's than a girl named Gi
Gi gaggin on some gin and garlic glue Niggaz think they hype,
but they ain't touchin these Their styles
plaid out like stripe cuffed Lee's Please!
In ninety-five, I'ma be straight Stealin MC's like DJ's be
stealin milk crates Ask Dre, can't nobody hack it, they ill Dre?
You get beheaded with a motherfuckin hatchet Haste makes waste and
taste the bass When you see me - you don't see me get the FUCK out my
face To that nigga Speedis Toine,
rock the house To them heads Raw Deal,
rock the spot To Mike the Merciless,
rock the spot To my brother Danja Mowf, rock the spot.
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