--INTRO-- We gonna have sex or what It's crazy in here We take you now to the satellite You want action STORM the studio --EDAN-- Cr-rush, kill, mutilate, spill Blood, thud, the limb body is a thug Flood scarlet, protoplasmic cells, flow, slow With no halo draggin' to hell Stay low key, praise Elohim's melodies That play through cello strings L-O-G, I see radio's through the M-I-C When I speak to ya Then I cease, when I leave, through the exit The question is can I be smoother Choose your maneuver to Buddha Be beautiful sooner First get in tune with the Uni-versatility Add activity, E-League captivity, energy through seafood Gotta be the prelude to what we do kid My blueprint makes you rent tuxedo's Taggin' & raggin' & baggin' & zig-zaggin' And back in the diagonal plush of bun b-lo Trust me though, you fuckin' with the lux regal What muck beagle can clutch the untouched eagle See you at the summit, you plummet more While I soar through the unexplored torrid Where the sun gets warm Paranorm', I perform through a storm My radioactive uniform leaves you deformed Unify man, woman and little guy Visualize lack of design, rhymes that symbolize Rhymes that intertwine with timelines for 99 lifetimes That unwind to finalize the minds of mankind to shine Divine stimuli Simulate the template of the best made verse Then you wait to emulate words Don't denigrate the trade, regain birth The unification of race's that first was clashin' Oppression in murderous fashion Breed new plants, virtuous craftsmen The cities in the sand, you see 'em from the air Fu manchu glance at a verbal assassin --MR. LIF-- I settle all things through a megaphone I glance, transmit, land-split, sand-shift Found a metal grif by Lif, that's M-R to the L-I Leave the rabid laugh off or rip your chest off Searchin' for the center of ya frame Just coffee, got no blood, your arteries left soft Hot of the presses, yes's, the East Beast who blesses Trite's and stresses, various points Infrastructures collapse You lapse up within the cause of two traps First, worst, chemically reacts retracts All your personal facts 'till ya backtrack And ya guess your illiterate who gets soft and laughed at So primitive, derivative of a figurative Phrase from back in the days I use to belittle kids Invalids, mental bitches with ten digits Opposable thumbs don't mean you can get dub Officially it's only my mind that limits me And lately I've been havin' visions of infinity I'm the horizon, I'm comprisin' Wit' dem' tales me survivin' through means, so vomit Some murderers were left silent Those who spoke choked on hope, threw up So much pressure in their cells 'till their dome blew up I'm heaven in hell, boy, the piles compose my frame And I'll even dissipate the rain Chose the latter, my prose compose the ladder For you to ripple down 'till you hit the ground Then check my synopsis, read by cyclops' Autopsy deemed trite, trite from all these Sloppy in some cases you fold over four places Fold to the globe's oasis History's a myth to me, the current is electricity A ankle to start, that'll dangle there Physically swivel maybe talk and teeter off So give up, put down the mic And admit that you're soft and get DONETeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
