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08-05-03, 08:56 PM | #1 | ||
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shock value
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SHOCK VALUE
Ya still speedin for shunned dreams/ Till breathin contorts and when tha lungs relieve/ I’m like asthma when I twist the spleens/ And smite stamina while exhibitin the keen/ And out here ya may lose ya life/ Cause niggas didn’t think to restrain ya strife/ Rapture emcees with just the check of the mic/ Picture me shiftin necks of black wit the whites/ The tone is gray so the matter is the guise/ Keepin it tight like assholes at penitentiary sites/ And madness underlies the fuss/ Ta get felt like an adrenaline rush/ Push the cerebellum inta ya guts/ And clutch the feelin of impulse/ So ima blaze mics till I catch a buzz/ Or till tha day I burn tha ash off tha tip of tha Dutch/ And my heart is of dragon Respirin with venomous busts/ Nicotine marks the fashion… Droppin fire like cigarette butts/ whhaaaaattttttt!! Just know I’m the kid from 7-1-4 reputed/ With the method of Minotaurs when I’m disputed/ I’m sound with tha attack if ya try ta hush me/ Like car lightas I’m react if ya try ta push me/ Tryin ta fuck wit technique similar to exstasy/ And I’ll stir up ya nerves have ya touched properly/ What the eyes perceive, the mind conceives… The Truth/ When Theories regulate the inquires of the base It’s Absolute/ Lets us rock you with tha of shock shshshshshock value/ I’m Diggin in the crates… To acquire the taste of mass appeal/ Rig the ones who hate… Who can neva penetrate the energy shield/ Tha shock tactics inflicts the apathetic masses/ Similar to erratic bullets blasted from semi-automatics/ I’m like electrified eels ya trying ta touch the skill/ Brotha ya couldn’t be hard shrill if ya brought Viagra pills/ Ima Vessel of the real… And I’m never demotin thugs/ These Record deals… wont have me endorsin guns/ To me Hip-Hop plays the golden gun to stun/ And Mics be the slugs rockin the body numb/ So why pay lump sums to stray from abstinent ways/ When I can burn you out like ya do spliffs on ashtrays/ Cause niggas mince the brain/ With rat poison to cloak the dismay/ Triggas make killas and bullets subjugate/ And Liqua makes a nigga stay in the labyrinth of malaise/ While verbally I Sodomize the pitiful minds/ or those inclined to touch mic devices with the likes of mine/ To shed some light… All I need is tha stand and spotlight/ One hand grippin the mic… to rock spots at the height of the night/ And when ya finished, ya finished In the given time limit/ My intention is ta disfigure from waist-line to tendon/ And splendor at how I dismember… The fruits of ya labor/ By lyrically blendin ya limber… Like blades at the bottom of blenders/ Remember many presume you are what you eat/ So if I consume the pick of the litter what does that make me/ What the eyes perceive, the mind conceives… The Truth/ When Theories regulate the inquires of the base It’s Absolute/ Lets us rock you with tha of shock shshshshshock value/ |
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08-05-03, 09:10 PM | #2 | ||
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