Yo, yo, yo [Chorus] After opening my flux channel many entered and left Confiscating any and every measure of depth (1) if you a DJ (2) if you a biter (3) if you incomplete don't compete with Pete in the cypher (4) if you an MC (5) if you a writer (6) if you a groupie spread your ass cheeks a little wider Damn right, holier than thou You will obey these commandments and respond only when allowed [Verse 1] For God so loved the world, he gave his only begotten male I fell from heaven, bypassed earth and stopped at hell Your plots will fail to stop the Lord That's harder to pull off than censors on clothes at department stores You prove your nicer than me, I'll give my soul to you Allow your strength to increase, then take control of you You battle me and win.. Christ pulled a cruel joke on you We'll fry your atoms, cremate you and dispose of you You're at a point where you've got no options left With the slightest of ease I'll stop your breath Interrupt your fun once we abduct your son Since you use ten percent to think, use your remaining ninety to duck and run Neutrons rush to rust those platinum, plutonium gold speak only when told I total eclipse phonies that hold mics, your only a myth I own the abyss, low and behold I blessed you.. you owe me your soul, I rock forever Leavin your train of thought off track like an a capella And if your who claims to be what's next shit Then I'm your fiber diet that has yet to be digested You're drenched in fear when the veterans near Never dropped science in your life, except in your freshman year Your ack for lack of a worse word I'ma do you a favor.. reunite you back with the earth's dirt [Chorus] [Verse 2] You won't escape the wrath, can't spit a verse to fade us Cause yall be fakin +Jacks+ like +Nicholson+ impersonators You rhyme bland, two sense you fail to make So bring a nine man crew.. after I chew you, they'll be ate/eight We both ain't shit in this game of ruckus.. but here's the difference You ain't shit and I ain't shit you wanna fuck with You must wanna get tossed, the most dominate Wack crews are straight.. dumb motherfuckers I got a problem with Remain anonymous.. the weak speak and die and I was rhymin with my mouth shut if you left the scene alive Lame teams brains are fried when I come off the top, like I chose to commit suicide, then changed my mind The sun I've trained to rise and set when better atoms are spliced correct which explains Alaska's weather patterns Drop hot lines to scold you I'm at the point at my life where mach 5 is old school You god damn right, too deep to calculate It took a while to drop the fat shit, sorry about the weight I bet it takes practicin and hardship for you to clutch the mic and spit some fascinating garbage You biters stop tryin to rock You stayed off beat so long, I mistook you for a retired cop You're trapped in the atmosphere I created You black out.. wake up and discover that I've evaded I want you to aim wrong remain strong Although its hard to stay calm when your face is laced with napalm When it's rip time you need to praise us You ain't met a man yet that spits strychnine and pisses razors [Chorus]
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Yo, yo, yo [Chorus] After opening my flux channel many entered and left Confiscating any and every measure of depth (1) if you a DJ (2) if you a biter (3) if you incomplete don't compete with Pete in the cypher (4) if you an MC (5) if you a writer (6) if you a groupie spread your ass cheeks a little wider Damn right, holier than thou You will obey these commandments and respond only when allowed [Verse 1] For God so loved the world, he gave his only begotten male I fell from heaven, bypassed earth and stopped at hell Your plots will fail to stop the Lord That's harder to pull off than censors on clothes at department stores You prove your nicer than me, I'll give my soul to you Allow your strength to increase, then take control of you You battle me and win.. Christ pulled a cruel joke on you We'll fry your atoms, cremate you and dispose of you You're at a point where you've got no options left With the slightest of ease I'll stop your breath Interrupt your fun once we abduct your son Since you use ten percent to think, use your remaining ninety to duck and run Neutrons rush to rust those platinum, plutonium gold speak only when told I total eclipse phonies that hold mics, your only a myth I own the abyss, low and behold I blessed you.. you owe me your soul, I rock forever Leavin your train of thought off track like an a capella And if your who claims to be what's next shit Then I'm your fiber diet that has yet to be digested You're drenched in fear when the veterans near Never dropped science in your life, except in your freshman year Your ack for lack of a worse word I'ma do you a favor.. reunite you back with the earth's dirt [Chorus] [Verse 2] You won't escape the wrath, can't spit a verse to fade us Cause yall be fakin +Jacks+ like +Nicholson+ impersonators You rhyme bland, two sense you fail to make So bring a nine man crew.. after I chew you, they'll be ate/eight We both ain't shit in this game of ruckus.. but here's the difference You ain't shit and I ain't shit you wanna fuck with You must wanna get tossed, the most dominate Wack crews are straight.. dumb motherfuckers I got a problem with Remain anonymous.. the weak speak and die and I was rhymin with my mouth shut if you left the scene alive Lame teams brains are fried when I come off the top, like I chose to commit suicide, then changed my mind The sun I've trained to rise and set when better atoms are spliced correct which explains Alaska's weather patterns Drop hot lines to scold you I'm at the point at my life where mach 5 is old school You god damn right, too deep to calculate It took a while to drop the fat shit, sorry about the weight I bet it takes practicin and hardship for you to clutch the mic and spit some fascinating garbage You biters stop tryin to rock You stayed off beat so long, I mistook you for a retired cop You're trapped in the atmosphere I created You black out.. wake up and discover that I've evaded I want you to aim wrong remain strong Although its hard to stay calm when your face is laced with napalm When it's rip time you need to praise us You ain't met a man yet that spits strychnine and pisses razors [Chorus]
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