V1 (24) The premises get vacated…The millisecond I kill the seven niggas that play jaded/ Within a record I chill the tepid temperatures they've created/ With their pitiful minimal efforts to make statements I spit on em got em schillin out money to cover their late payments/ Cause they're way dated, these dumb motherfuckers have never paid dues, and believing that they've MADE it/ For as long as Im repping intelligent lyrics I figure I'll stay hated But my mindframe is to Remain Patient/ With niggas posing about as hard as a stippers nipples on stage naked/ Yo, I can't take it, I'm keeping em plummeting toward the bottom like stocks that's daytraded/ Net-fiasco's, Get these asshole's Fates Tainted/ Got em flaming & relocating like Gay Vagrants/ Tonedeff's slays giants, as if my legal name's David/ What I say's Blatant, no apologies necessary to glaze the game blazing/ Touch overdubs or change the phrasing/ Lyrically maintaining/ my jugular vein's straining/ Tonedeff adds to the pressure with bass so deep it makes your brains cave in. I'll break it down for the laymen, for the niggas that ain't acing basic training/ My rations got their trays swaying/ Galleries use my verses for Page framing/ Cause, hey I stay flagrant with lyrics nastier than Tammy Faye bathing/ Keep comp shook like charter plane when it's raining/ I stay phat on the underground like there was a buffet in the main bassment/ Sometimes I be slaying for entertainment/ Im outclassing motherfuckers, without even having to weigh in.
V2 (24) No one's as gifted or as vigorously meticulous with a writtern scripture/ Or spits with this infinite syllablism that I've been equipped with/ Should I quit with the quick shit or pitch shift a negative 50% in an effort to get rich/ Or stick with the swiftness for the niggas that get this/ Even when I'm simplistic, I can be unbelievably cryptic/ The rhythm endures the physical force to split a tree with a discuss/ With the ease of a flicked wrist, your soul can be seized from a distance/ In an instant - by this Plague affiliate that's seething with sickness/ I seem to get listless with these kids when I see what they dismiss/ Cause anything missing a punchline'll get eased outta business/ Like delivery's not important! Rhythm and rhyme schemes are ignored it's horrid/ Son, if you can't flow - then become a comedian a ghost writer or poet/ If you ain't repping the artform then don't record it/ Heads are starving and fiending for an assortment of global proportions/ If you ain't feeding the scores of supporters, then you're hoarding/ And you're a whore that's killing your heritage like Lizzie Borden/ The dexterity I display scrambles your cells like you was a dizzy warden/ Committed to scoring more than a jiggy mormon/ With a diamond studded bible that bling-blings in the sunlight/ When I rhyme at full throttle, I'm titled 'Supreme Being' when I come tight/ And these things are finally done right/ Like obscene scenes riding your slut wife/ Our extreme flings stifle your love life/ Stun like blunt strikes from a swung pipe someone was hiding from sight/ And exceed speeds of fire in gunfights.
V3 (16) And you can bank on it! The playing odds'll stay solid/ If you remain brolic with name calling, leave with a ganked wallet/ I take solace in making profits like fake scholars/ That want you to waste dollars for paid knowledge in state college/ With great prowess, I face off with and shank cowards/ And waste all their debased followers, Break laws with a brave heart like the late Wallace/ I chase robbers, escaped convicts who rape songs and create garbage/ Embrace carnage, they ain't artists! Sample their flavor and you'll taste vomit! [Gasp] I need a reminder to intake oxygen/ Space-Polymer Based oxidants.. Say hot shit, display confidence/ Hey audience! [BREATHE!!] Just wave arms till it's plain obvious/ Play God, and persuade crowds to behave honest and pay homage/ And pray thoughtlessly awful authors are marked for death like stained coffins/ I keep clean cause I bathe often and never illegally trade documents/ Hate-mongers, repent! Let me set it straight! I'm the heavyweight, like long lines in front of a Jenny Craig or Weight Watchers! Potna.
Chorus The Heavyweight flow! It's tonedeffinite - Everything goes/ Can you Play? NO!! With Your Petty Stage Show It's Tonedeffinite Ready, Wait - GO!! The Heavyweight Pro with the heavyweight flow!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
