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GoD LiKe
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Panic Room Part 1
IP:
PANIC ROOM PT. I
Place:
Dark, four walls, pitch black room
Situation:
One mic, a straight jacket, muzzle
-Ayo, my lyrics are more ingrown then rogain hair plugs-
-it's rare cause- my spits turns heads quicker then Linda Blair does-
-"oh shit i'm nervous"- is what netcees reply cause battling me aint worth it-
-when their best verses- couldn't even match my worst shit-
-pathetic, but when pick rip spits with battle verses that's sickly-
-it'll take fifty- shifty- emcee's to swiftly- evict me- shit B-
-i'll knick thee- quickly- with more talents then Mr. Ripley-
CHORUS: -I'm like a dark room when several light bulbs flash-
-a psychopath- with my title clasped-
-i'll spit sick shit to have your vitals smashed-
- Blast mother fucker is a peicve of the past-
-my words'll tangle ya tongue till it's difficult to scramble-
-mangle your grip on reality till your unable to handle- ample samples-
-of spits that cause famin- to mad men- by damagin their stamin-
-Damn him!- is what ya'll niggaz cry for spittin-
-shit that'll put your best written- out of commission- listen-
-the truth is- this nigga Logix is ruthless-
-i'll spit on the mic until like pussy it lossens-
CHORUS: -I'm like a dark room when several light bulbs flash-
-a psychopath- with my title clasped-
-i'll spit sick shit to have your vitals smashed-
-Blast mother fucker is a peicve of the past-
-even if my opponents verses were a one way ticket-
-with it- they still couldn't pay their mind a quick visit-
-meanwhile Ice is twisted- i'll rip spits- for physical fitness-
-i'm in this- ring with- an antagonists whose verse next to mine is whackness-
-their whack spits gets waxed quick- simply for practice-
-its madness- i've got mad spits- to blow my rivals gasket-
-cause beatin me's as shaky as the passing around of ashes in baskets-
CHORUS: -I'm like a dark room when several light bulbs flash-
-a psychopath- with my title clasped-
-i'll spit sick shit to have your vitals smashed-
- Blast mother fucker is a peicve of the past-
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