1.Bad Touch Example
Since you're my special friend, come closer for a special treat
(uh)
I'm going to let you touch me in a special place
(but i don't want to touch you there)
It is never ok to touch someone else's private parts
Your mom and dad will tell you so
Verse one： bigg jus
Yo' eyes get, blind like tupac gettin shot in the lobby
Most mc's styles is robbery of my freestyles as a hobby
I pick apart monkey brains and spread disease through hot zones
My cameos on promos seem strange like someone's not home
Bigg jus the outsider rain on your dream field
With styles so freaking wet niggas need maxi panty shields
Expose more moles out the closet that lead paint on your
tenement
Got more black thought to my roots than most niggaz got in their
pigment
It's the baby-faced lieutenant with the luck like luciano
Hardcore like kool g rap music made for concert piano
So dust off the candelabra, hip hop's version of the super don
dada
With the license to give more ass whippings than father
You couldn't see me with binoculars, way ahead of myself like
telepathy
Make most crews disappear like blackheads on oxy creme
Under the lights i fuck up mics with my uncanny ability to heat
seek
Through brain facilities with the science of microchemistry
This history of my hip hop is too deep to be dissected
Bitch recollect don't even half step or try to test it black
Bigg jus, i drop so much shit my anus needs an ice pack
In fact i'm all that, el-p yo bring the horns back
(yes)
Right through the center of your focus picture a long silver
needle
(you are correct sir)
Piercing the outer lens of your eyesight
And once again
In one verse we have proven
That we can rip all these signed big budget motherfuckers
(89.9)
Peace to stretch and bobbito
(bob-bi-to!)
Verse two： el-p
Ye olde lyrics of fire
Surface bombs from x-wing fighters, stance to b-boy actors
fracture
Negative thirty below wind chill factor
The counteraction is just a helpless action of the hapless
flinching
My supersonics leave you mute like maggie simpson
Taxidermist el-p i defy translation
Instigate and set in crates(？) throughout your whole situation
Practice exposing perfection like ricki like exposes white trash
My shit is strange x-file number 2-6-7 whiplash
Triple felon emcee minus the melanin
When i bomb it the type of shit to make baby jessica jump in the
well again
Sunshines or rain acid, el-p the battle master
Lactose breaking down your fucking fractals till you're flaccid
I'm leaving las vegas like a hundred flying elvises
Raid, spot my prey, swoop down and cross their pelvises
Rat nerve like david grill smoke bitch
Catch my frozen frame suspended
You couldn't even fuck with my idle fidget
My birthright i'm pulling swords from stones high tone beam
Phonetically abort it try to distort it and catch a silent
scream, fetus
The raw daddy tactics prove krush groove unstoppable
Testing luck it's like sucking on lead pink popsicles
The enigma, no one can fuck with me yet but i'm not signed
(you wanna battle？)
It's better to look in the
(mirror)
Say candyman five times
Candyman (whispered 5x)
Just a promo
Understand
(candyman)
To be the man you gots to beat the man
(it's so clear now)
Me and bigg jus
(the beautiful light)
Company flow clan
(i can touch it)
Mr. len, 'sup？
89.9
Hit me with that shit some time
Bigg jus, lune tns
The almighty el-p
The imperial dj mr. len
Company flow swinging it to you live for '95
2.8 Steps To Perfection
Verse one：bigg jus
Rugged like rwanda, don't wind up far or get chopped up
Quick to rush the spot like baby urine get mopped up
Tags that spray your hall with rap aerosol
Organized graffiti lectures in can control
Or level with the devil racing uptown first to fort apache
I'm much too much for any demon style to master me
From the thought's next bridge to the hell's gate, lyrically
detonating
Sparking m-80's and bottle rockets it's a nigga chaser
Downtown graffiti deface a heroin debaser
Open up your eyes and clean out your nature
Wide open like the grand canyon
Emcees couldn't hang if they was lynched by the grand dragon
Searching for my style like job-corps
Coming home on work release shoplifting at the rap store
But sabotaging me ain't easy
I'm crooked like nathan wick starring as cochese
With a big baseball bat you get robbed like deniro
A sandwich still ain't nothing but a hero
Just a small sample of the abstract
When the rhyme gets crazy hot and lyrics don't know how to act
Whether shooting joints or wax
I go all out and attack crabs and herbs that's crazy wack
We all can't be pimps, and we all can't rap
You got to get your dollars on cause it's on like that
Here's what i want you to do
Niggas with the green axe and burgundy forerunner, inhuman like
blade runner
When i'm rhyming all summer just listen to the drummer
Transistor blister feedback freak the impeders
Funk flow we expose frequencies in sequence
Napalm gets dropped long range like fiber optics
Check the rhyme activity your skills is microscopic
Peace to my crew and my nigga el-p
Who's here to spark it causing all these crabs to flee
Verse two： el-p
Check it and i inflict it quattro nine fifty lungs misty
Color me maxmillian cause i'm that crazy robot
Teetering on the edge of outer space
Spitting buckshots till black holes surround me, you found me
As far as i'm concerned i've got your ashes in an urn
Big up, the temperamental hold none barred kid
What's your confunction？ tracks is type dusty
Drinking water out the well of life and i'ma piss it back rusty
Flesh and phonics, you're god damned right
I'm on 'em like aeorta pacemakers hooked up to clappers
Clap off (＊clap clap＊) welcome to my free-form jubilee, look at
me
The witness to the shit you wanna be
Dba lyrical p known as a simp and i'm a sycophant
Feeding on fats passed and dipped
In and out of my invisible state
Forerunner rep tyrannical
Wrecks like tecs bust mechanical
Rusty goner weasel painting beats on an easel
Shoot a head up, what bitch you're boxing shadows
Look out my way you pull your breath out to battle
Breaking your double helix, and now the shit is single
Not mono, i burn the needle out your vinyl
El-p the third gunner on the grassy knoll
Stroll, keep the seventh seal of heaven in my pocket
You're faggot like sprockets, motherfuck the houston rockets
I'm so sick of recycled metaphors
Bet but i'd fuck laura ingalls only when she's done with her
chores
Got rappers tip toeing on a highway to heaven
Got manners like bruce banner when he's stressed
I'm sick of your corny beats and your crowd-involved hooks
Cause i'm a thinker
Evil anus letting off stinkers
Bj eight steps to perfection
The sum of each part forms an octagon
Let rhyme styles get sparked
Ep eight stpes to perfection
The sum of each part forms an octagon
Where rhyme styles get sparked
Verse three： bigg jus
The holy terror, last moves you never won't win
Playing taps on a violin
You can never comprehend the rhyme origin
I rate one like a chinese, jamaicin like a chin
Hot rocking corduroy, ballys that's so fitted
Niggas came and assed out my tracks and left 'em shitted
Fuck the movement, lubricate the smooth shit
Just to letcha know, never do i use it
Strictly the blueprint for the ghetto music in my cipher
Shorty the sniper jeep like cherokee
When i take aim handling wall to wall emcees
Mr. madman attract lyrics like magnets
They fuck up speaking cavernous when i'm stabbing it
Like the juice, then go bronco busting loose
That's my word, you couldn't shoot or try to compute the math
To kick any type sport like the vandal
I manhandle, emcees get murdered like tennessa
Or trapped in the bedroom with the texas chain saw
Massacre one two three you're taking and tell 'em
Eastwick underground new york be the dwelling
I keep telling 'em the state of the mind be the mentals
If you murder up in the ghetto you murder in a temple
3.Collude／intrude
Mr. len, a.k.a. space ghost, please commence intro
Company flow, perform, j-treds, prepare
El-p, prepare, you have approximately five minutes
Fuck the bullshit, time／warner will fall
Record labels will fall, the earth will crumble
Begin
Enter the all city access and encounter the likes of these
Regionally no one relaxes, actual
No wonder i'ma type to crush contenders with pure chewing
satisfaction
Pervade your ultraharmonic with the back of your whole mediocre
faction
Sonic boom head zoom contact off antaxion
Elbowed with a vacumn pure death mc's with closed captions
Wind up in the willows, catch the whirling dervish
Or the dead and dumb millenium is at your service
Flow the plaque, instigate lyrics then backfile another mc
Who thought cause he was dipped in powder blue that he could
rock past-el
Got your hip-hop essence out of the cross colours catalog
With analog technology
Ask l. ron hubbard to break down my scientology
Fuckin up to the chest i bust insidious, bad touchin
Boogie to break to bumrushin
Fresh start taming biofeed this track achieves
Pain penicilin crack and azt couldn't relieve
Being sizzlean i will trim the fat like susan powders
Disrespectin burners like cap, lickin off shots from clocktowers
Play ring around the dead nation
The deadhead situation, situated to see-saw creation
Mc's are helpless like gadzook keep faggot like rupaul
Troop to the new sensation fuck that whole wannabe gangster
fascination
The illusion is broke, or cock albums mispoke
And got the el p rookie cards stuck in they bicycle spoke
For those vh-1 crystalized pseudo rip flows
Let the liquid talon soak into the seam of your coat
Meet the professional dead or alive politrick technician
Straight neck capital p for the deep throat dickin
I was that first monkey to touch the monolith, delinquent
Up in that crack like white squaw for the weekend
And i sunk your battleship
Parked in a hot zone, live to the e. bola
Manifest brain tumors through the phone as you roam in your
motorolas
All hail, j and el the fans rise, we got the grand prize
Foes fantasize runner up, the closest they can see it because
Skills so lenient i've been boastin with half a flow
They can't handle the whole weight son, diagnosis, bullemic
believe it
My best line, too advanced for pop warner
You got cornered scouting report, can't scramble in the clutch
But when i get down, it's third and inches threatenin to score
How you gonna tackle the topic when you suck at two-hand touch
We're too damn much for your defense break you down, zone
weakens
Words bring embarassment, captains look like third string in
comparison
To this too well known to kick fat flow
And beat suckers straight up and down, tic-tac-toe
Game over when i blow your mind, but then i aimed over explosive
cuts
Verbal flamethrower, serving roasted nuts
As after battle snacks you wish you wore a cup in your panties
So all you pussies in this rap game, time to up the ante
What's your fancy？ big time skills or small penny
Dead to latter my varsity letter, fatter than your jv
Only play with the big boys, toys bringin that weak shit
Before the battle i hit em off with fat, ladies latest release
on cassette
They were done from the start
Ran for the finish got detoured from the fast route by another
One spot holder hold ground for our town, n.y.
For those who don't acknowledge they get left ass out plumbers
Congratulations len, you have made it halfway
They are falling, their armies are retreating
The job is not over, you must continue, please move forward
El p, bring out tactic evasion, start, summation equals now
Do not fail us, we're counting on you
For thoughts i see hot like three males with a cot included
Where the sidewalk ends and all your linear math gets diluted
Infant when he star spangled, packed a brand
Circular medicine and deject wreck-the-tangle
Fuck time／warner and it's affiliates, for runnin that wannabe
big willie shit
Leave those fancy clothes up to the pope
List all personal posessions in your liner note
While i connect wreck genuinely cuttin through these red ropes
Son grip the love spigot, yeah that's the ticket
This platoon pop 99 luftballons
While the one hit blunder rushes exhaust like city buses
I bond, like resin cause for the sake of skill, lost and found
Found by dna patterns to wish you could climb
Just a little girl around the way of my set, that's the time
Enter the evil opus, focus on rap scrambling
Record labels to expect not reaction is bad gambling
I know a few true that make we, collusion
El p and j-treds pentrate cranial intrusion
We do this one time so catch it, two of the illest and unsigned
Lethal seperate but combined, friction created a frontline a
rhyming
Got you steppin, tryin to evade us bustin caps in your thoughts
But now crossfire catching's added to your job skills
Top of your resume
Submitted applyin, for lyric positions that we occupied
yesterday
But got the pink slip, labels on some not think shit
Requiring, brain absence lobotomy reigns／rains, rapids
That trap gets full, by j and el evasion tactics
Our equations infinite, punks distortin random access
Havin half words recyclin tracks like plastic, please forfeit
Flippin the same script, i hope it has reinforcements, or else
It's torn to pieces while our thesis is untouched
Saved on my pc under the filename of funcrush
Megabytes bumrush, by one punch, upon my keyboard
My data's the top secret that mad suckers will fiend for
Come from the last to be cut from dream team three
We be the ones who shine, prepare for butt, kickin
Rarely benchwarmin throwin down, all too often
While others barely touch rim and that's when they're butt
licking
Done, job well done
They know who we are, they know we know who they are
They will fall, they are going to have to repeat
Understand, they will no longer monopolize
Time／warner will fall, i'm proud of you, come home
4.Blind
Yo, yo yo yo, yo
It's a shame when these mc's fuck with us
Yo yo, yo what they call you kid？
Yeah they call me bigg jus
Yo, it's a shame when these mc's fuck with me
Yeah what's your name son？
They call me el-p
I must be, entirely, too fuckin nice
El the don digital, pass off to the right
From now on i'm impeachin nautilus, substitution, mardi gras
Hot nickel is back from filing at the shark bar
Fuck the shah, bringin it to you live after dark
Ask the psychic friends, the rhymin-ass cypher with the blends
Kings of many men, ancient wisdom, sizzles in
Got a whole crew of girls bent you raped bell bottom tim
This concluding a broadcast from here to the next millenium
Off you niggaz execution style ？
The prime directive is to mostly play a part of utter psychosis
Not prone to play stationary man hopeless
Gene pool tumors get rocked without discretion
Fashion mc's drop now they part of my fall collection
Dementia earth burners while earth sinks further into servitude
Hollow ufo's is comin in
And bill collectors get clicked on
Subtle murderous murder verse form a corporation
In beef we briefly bankrupt but you suck litigation
The mixed bastard, wherever i lay my stat i oughta booby-trap it
Super duty tough word, singin some stylish caged graphics
To kids, who find a hornet's nest just for excitement
I laughs when some mars attacks when i bust up ？
It's all fantastic when i bank, grand martial arts shouldn't
faze me
I see-through pussy like the invisible woman
Teenagers turned trick pimped by pedophile labels
They started but fall from, soon to be disabled
＊chorus＊
I want to be paid, mc, berzerker
Fancy, tryin to eat, just livin
I want to be paid, mc, berzerker
Fancy, tryin to eat, just livin
I must be, entirely, too fuckin fresh
Jus the killer funcrusher, pass off to the left
And i, cut most meticulous
Descriptive clip from the hit you done shit on site as
ridiculous
And under my thumb went numb hackers
When ems workers caught blood from slug catchers
Here's the limit dusty but digital
With a far more rugged approach than red asia
Bust the sundial, wild advanced placement in effect
For me, it's either rhyme or euthanasia
Stands brittle but b-boy shell rugged and practical
Subtle anarchy, climate is unadaptable
Vulcan, logic, brought upon his destruction
Attack him at the fulcrum and society can't function
I've been underground since thirteen literally
Bombin the whole system up, beautifying the scenery
Bless the turns i step up off these new balance 580's on
No order fool coherency clinton speak egyptian
Get cocked, not back in the jungle, ease up friction
High dose of energy fuels my fermenting splintering in three
sections
Each capable of launching attack in any direction
Hook it back up and connect it
Death-defying, all up on your e-mail addressing
I defy, any and all attempts at logic
Gray matter material formulate engineering solids
？truck the vat scientific frontage off of science？
Every bloodline is tainted, signifying malignant raps
Who with bad intentions of boogeymen and death as a source of
laughter
Yeah your precious family tree'll end this century
No traditions to pass down, ？spend your way out of eternity？
＊chorus＊
If i have to live on this earth without sight
I'll be the illest blind bastard, to ever touch a mic
To bust off with a mic, like that, the tracks is over, we came
fat
End it right there, like that...
5.Silence
'i was once was told of a mutant who could twist space around
him
And now it seems that i've met him!' -＞ vampire hunter d
Chick this out
Company flow manifests itself in many different ways
We rhyme like this is the last fucking days
Of course we've got el-p, dj mr. len
And the one and only
Jus's style is infinite so pass me the rock
Got the same burner as the kid down the block
Bought it from an off-duty cop getting over
Yo he'll stick you with a felony just to fill a quota
I've got more styles than pagers by motorola
Legendary seven y'all claiming fuzz had inflicted it
When played and ad hit in
They came way back was killing it
Who's the wildest b-boy with the paid style that's ill
Encased in a glass dome i pull mikes like filaments
I'm tungsten, light within that causes something
Lick off a legal shot hit the edge and turn busting
The trendy setter shot joey now his cousins bludgeon
They ask for it, permanent vacation with no passport
Top ranked televisor of boxing as a sport
I keep my gun cocked for all you hard rocks
And grab my crotch at one time when they roll through my block
Bigg jus from the see ya, and we rule non-stop!
Bigg bigg jus, they start fuming when i set it
Breaking down with the flow
Bigg bigg jus, they start fuming when i set it
After the verse
I got the fat cat krylon paint, radioactive
Busting out sockets leaving earth in this bastard
Rock the overdose, fiend back the graphics
Lost off through a vortex, you came out on plastic
Punch numbers buy me a thought last year candy gram
Busting vsol, on some shit, i'm the man
Housing heads one of 2000 in reefer's dead
The underground's uncertain
Scrub skills keep resurfacing
Grip the cryogenic body soaked in mystery
Known for making emcees change belief from tai chi to esp
When i drop skills sick like buy my gee
These heads hate me vibing to shit that bump like teddys
Still refuse excess i be phasing energy
Push kevlar sub woofers, deposits, enemies
Face the finest war the final conflict for heroin
The growth stunter run the shit down like heather hunter
All five are up in that man control to uproot the ruthless
demigod
Notorious sets in half
And they can't be attacked by entering the dragon's path
And you won't last in the rugged badlands of the math
All due respect to the dj breakdance and graf
I could go on about days going dashed
But i won't, indeed yes i will
I buckshot more drunk toxins than golden seal
6.Legends
Whole lot of chumps turning hard on the radio (4x)
The legends, go on back, my style is bizarre
Course through my blood of course
For the crews that was and the crews who would be
Vainglorious
Denomination of commonly monstrous caution blow the unit's
sensation
Fucking with your theology like darwinism in the bible belt
When i felt demagogueous, bogus spit kill abolish
You haven't heard the foggiest fucking fact
About l dash hubbard uncorrupted
Hovering above the gun was obstructed
Missed me just as i constructed
The facet of the fire was friendly as instructed
I'm not trying to get flighty eight hundred
Homosexual emcees receive five mics
A bizarre world, where co flow is the new pop sensation
With heavy hot 97 rotation
Call 'em as i smell 'em, the jooks that shook tell 'em
3-2-1 contact i'm blessed, definitively not wack
I got it made, you fight to march in the st. patrick's day
parade
Called what i thought i thought not the candle
Spill another seed snip vasectomy (ow)
How hard can that erection be now？
They hit me before the case go to trial
Twelve monkeys in a box without a witness to the style
If monkeys on the cock were delicious non stop
Aggravated hemorrhoids burn like tnt the efficient weed crops
Independent as fuck as all senses
You don't apply to my beautiful arrangment (sorry)
I can range from cop killer to rapist to presidential assassin
if i chose
Simply for the sake of the derangement, but i don't
And for the specs on my non-technologic pre-produce for lessons
The tune carress tunes of the legends
Exhume carcass to mark hits it's my honor
For any cold reverse to turn loose on my brethren
Justify my simple m.o. with some loving
Utmost closed circuit
Forced to tickle elmo till he pissed in his little britches (oh,
stop)
My troop talking to them as fierce may appear to act together
Considerately hitting these switches
Left side directs pestilence to these skies as dialects
Right side locates and entertains the nearest clitoris
Soul blade the hoes froze tyrants
Closed to ultra-violence design bent, disrupted the alignment
I brought on the napalm program the gas context
Consumption people they expect it
Caffeine machine, msg
Fluorocarbons, monoxides, perspective sets you free
It's a voice soon el sets a trend
Comply with exacto and cut for most tips
I'm el-producto, smoke a bong lies well
Tribe of conspirators wants to infiltrate this
My personal reflection on these legends got to be
For the legends
Any rapper on a label should resign and quit (4x)
Take it back to kicking real shit (5x)
7.Help Wanted
8.Population Control
You and your whole fuckin canned groove it'll end tepid
So when i pearl harbor don't let me catch you intrepid
I'm tellin you the wishbone been broke in my favor, crumbcake
your mistake
Enterprise and see indelible, the number one feel-bad crew of
the season
Just give me one reason to splash
I shall lower the flag half mast, take time to wallow
Company flow the toughest penis sucky sucky
So of course in an attempt to defend you end up unkempt
Plus this agent get orange
E-l-p-f-c-f rock for you
First cousin to sleep, red dye number five be the potion
Enter subterrean water from gem of fate like stop motion
Best to get ak-a-nickulous
Our masks aren't intangible
Auto man verse mandible
We answer to no one, we 911
Silent alarm this is harm fear the duck of learning
El-p phase through these walls like vision
Choked in the shallow water, a bad executive decision
Release the crack and please put down your skin flutes
How could ya... motherfuckers think ya...
To this mercenary sunblock 2000 burner
All of your knowledge is truant
Unlearn all of the shit
Then in overtime you become fluent, sell the fuckin store
After i present enter the spectrum your career's never no more
Enter the rectum
And at twilight we'll skip stones and laugh about your poems
But a blood-red book when the others got funcrushed is a spot
The terror fabulously gets hot
Co flow mossie, walt disney meets kaiser soze
There will be no grand comebacks unless lazarus or kotter
Inflicted bitch styles indicate with stigmata
When locked in a box but you can't say jack
Trying to paint them fucking red doors black
Like that spilled milk spoiled
While bill gates and ted turner rub each other down with olive
oils
Company flow, fuck please
Bitch put away the fuckin piteous punchlines
Blue blockers break under the red light, belittled by my design
I don't try to be different i am
So inevitably my style will survive when your now turns to then
El-p, vastly crapaphobic
3-2-1 contact, never no more that's the promise
You hold toast, well i hold thomas
Golden nooks and crannies
Win my ticket raffled off the recycled thought shoppin spree
winner
Congratu-fucking-lations, i dropped it now you got it
But it's only a matter of time before waldo gets spotted
Pulled out of the crowd and martyred, a good old fashioned
stonin
My children, the professional has left the fuckin buildin
Check check check check check one two
Until but for now
You can't get run at night
Curfews is issued in the daylight (repeat 3x)
Yo yo, who the fuck think they know about this hip-hop shit？
These motherfuckin kids live this shit
Live they fuckin lives
Who the fuck you think you are？ talkin bout this rap shit
These are the real motherfuckers (population control)
This is the real hip-hop shit
Some shit that none of y'all faggot motherfuckers know about
That's word life!
The daylight goblin, even in the nights we rip shit up ('bless
my soul!')
The two franchise players that make your whole squad look butt
Who brought the march madness competition til october
Got you thinking that shit became a bit little harder
These niggaz is fucking soldiers
Indelible mercenaries that's why ballin gets me on the nutsack
For the murderous intellect highly infections on contact
You need to come quicker than that
To snatch the cheddar from the mousetrap
Small timer, it takes crazy engineering
To fuck with anything from quantum physics to thought
transmitters
Next up be that over .400 switch hitter
Out the park kingpin dave couldn't do justice ('bless my soul!')
Pound for pound, it be these 2000 rap slugfests
Hardcore when future emcees fight future wars
But for now, i'm fightin a squad of super-whores
Butt-fucking invincible coflow skills for take-out
Where you can get the beef broccoli with extra duck sauce
The quick draw, intend to keep cops reachin for the bearclaws
Come meet the coney island intruder hit the arts way after
midnight
Had a scheme for a burner etched out tonight in graphite
Apply the same ideology of b-boys demented to the mic
And scratch the sounds like a quarter inch bolt broken off
Coflow, coming at you from every verse payola shit
Got stations blessin me off two thousand for every song minute
Secretly teach background vocals in r＆b clinics
Until but for now
You can't get run at night
Curfews is issued in the daylight (repeat 3x)
Yo yo, this that mc shit
That shit talkin bout, every mc in this fuckin room is broke
Every one of em
We do this shit for the love of the music
That's word up, yo yo yo
Check this, ？ backers
When's the last time you battled somebody you faggot
motherfucker？
Yo yo, yo company flow in the house
Yo, yo yo, yeah, eh-heh, a-hah, rugged man, hah
Population control..
Population control..
Coflow, 1997, population control, servin niggaz
Population control..
Population control.. ('bless my soul!')
Population control..
Population control..
Population control..
('bless my soul!')
('hello, what's this？')
9.Lune Tns
＊ please e-mail the latter about any missing／misspelled graf
writers
Yo word the fuck up this is for.. (dj mr. len)
The motherfuckin (el-p) undisputed (stylemaster)
Coflow (phase 2) bigg jus (yo check it)
The elevated trainline of the day linin the a
Where i first encountered the likes of baby168
Stan, iz the wiz, k56, t.k.a.
Kingpin throwups and way back then was abe
Who watched us all rippin all loud up on the inside no e
As i progressed to the 7 yard, early johnny d
Caine, officer147, c.r.a.
Fuzz, comet, blade, ajax and angelduster
Cuttin school with roman, hittin my first uni-wide
Ridin the l, overlookin the handball courts
A giant top to bottom flame, demo tba
Ghost tmr, easel cuk
Switchin gears, lay the one towards the end
Who could forget the master of destruction
Led by quik, stash and min
Destroyin all lines of thought, the vamp squad were bugged
I was a young kid, watchin these writers styles that bugged
Fab 5 freddy, ？ models, then slug
I was a young kid, watchin these writers styles that bugged
We cheer ？ kay park, dirty slug
I keep it movin like flint 707
I'm out to bomb ban 2, ？？
Rip 170, ？？, f.b.i.
Hi darth bramble, 147 shy
Rockin whole cars, you ain't seven kevin krash
Just to name a few style elements from my past then
While my crew tend to see technology in it's grasp
From all city built upon the foundation of true masters
Therefore when a architect delete old b-boyism i'm mackin
And why indelible continue kid to advance material that's
classic
Fundameric bus y'all to the uptown 1 2's and 3's
From the queens parts to layups to the brooklyn i-n-d's
I keep on like t-kid, lionel west a to s-e
Top cat, rockin up tall letters from philly
To the transit cop, curly, ferrari, hicky and ski
Lady pink, lady heart, add the essence ？？
Searchin for the hidden message, hit up me aersol alphabetics
Subvert word brutalizer
Critical thinkin modifier
Bigg jus, lune tns, stark black tunnels a live wire
Soaked in burgundy, float master ？？
I'll make the tails red devil
Rust on flat black, you ain't with krylon j-3
Mixed with amazon green, hit the ghostyards
Like tnt skeme, the ex-vandal
Nicer t-a-t, ebony dudes
Family163, v-f-r sharp delta chrome
？？ 3yb
Superkool123, k-161
Jive156, cuz nfc
Stay high 149
Mitch 77, l-t-n-s
Vade, hondo u-g-a
Original freight hater ribone, ab 63
Cope two, still showin versatility
Peace to don p and 168 tracy
I was a young kid, watchin these writers styles that bugged
Fab 5 freddy, ？ models, then slug
I was a young kid, watchin these writers styles that bugged
We cheer ？ kay park, dirty slug
Straight up, for niggaz who don't understand
Obviously this wasn't made for you, so fuck you
Bigg jus, lune tns and we out
10.Definitive
Ok ease back before i make position to squeeze
The head burner cookin, eminate thought and grab my phallus
Please, i pump kinetics with unintentional malice
Wanna battle one of us is endin up in god's palace
Doubt my shit's official, the megatron missile
Bio-computer virus with flesh eating potential
(i'm convinced) future mc's are sending robots back in time
As we speak to kill my mother before i'm born, be warned
You catch a high place cinchin, lucky you just the engine
On a vision quest but my breathe is on
Bad intentions to herd the lyrical peak, at my inventions
Coflow providing dj's with turntable weapons
Snatch that, disco daddy, father pops grand shh
Eliminate pretense, turn rocks to sand
You're rockin low budget doctor who special effects
And that's half-baked, you never get a buck when you act
E-l dash, p is servin ----- we smash
Be a bootleg, and buildin up a fat nest egg
I say fuck you, it's easy, say it again fuck you
Love love to rock bottom beats for the flicks
To hibernate and syncopate but i'm still in the mix
One of the many young policin breathers knockin out sequence
Life's a l-o-t-t-o, carry a switch for self-defense
Rappers try to front, but when i rhyme, where that beef went？
If i'm just a reflection then i'm takin over mirrors
？woo lock to mack cornum status？, maybe that's clearer
＊mr. len cuts krs-one saying 'live and direct'＊
See what i'm saying？ see what i'm saying？
It's just the chorus, it's just the chorus
It's till infinity, coflow shit, and that's it
I rock prisms in different downtowns
Tainted blood donor, bustin melodies around sound
Left-wing extremist, hip-hop militia
Bitches suck the penis competition call me mister
When i collude, with mr. len it's brainfood, strictly
Never again i let a record label trap me
Try to clap me, with paperwork that leaves me empty
Gas me to diss me, i swear to god you'd have to kill me
Turpentine fda approved tactics
Styles invade for thin skinned rappers i bust scholastics
Sixteen-oh-four mackie plus
Leave you in the dust, bustin them ？try move for jus？
Ninety degrees is coflow, runnin interference
Mc's they bite my shit, but i don't give em sample clearance
Hell, i put my shit out even if i have to sell
Like a bucket of herbs before a pressing, oppressing
But somewhat excessive, sexually suggestive
I can suck a cookie out of pussy, no question
Back off, deadly like cigarettes and black coffee
Long as i got lungs and a knot you can't stop me
＊mr. len scratches again＊
It's till infinity
Coflow shit
Knowhati'msayin, check it out, check it out
Mc's is like livin in breakbeat hell
You try to knock me off the ladder kid the fatter i swell
It don't matter turnin liquid into wine by design
Not sayin i'm je-sus, the holy buck, with a halo
Just an urbanite riding the train till i hit paydirt
Smoke bones that's in a coflow tracks and like max
That's my flavor, experimental behavior ？by scientist？
Got props from brooklyn hasidic jews to queens zionists
The manhattan／new jersualem type connection
Mork in erection, fiendin out for female affection
My style is one whole piece, your shit is just the cliff notes
Eminent plays chronic, mc's pneumonic
You're buggin now fuck that, radio wack reconvene
I sign for my condition, company flow vaccine
Indelible mc's, choice top status
Krazy kings, from juvenile techniques to manhood
I make my own grain and go against it
Pissin on authority, dropped out of school, for seniority
To do this hip-hop shit, but resonate classic
Pops wasn't around so i'm a secondhand bastard
Hypothesis simple, the earth is my pimple
Pocket the extra cash then coflow multplying like triplets
It's senseless, leaving rapeprs elderly and defenseless
Going into details is worthless, fuck it
I got your surplus, as long as there'll be peons on the surface
I claim my outpost and boast, cause i deserve to
Swerve to, miss the link, colder than a fetus on a hockey rink
You think not what？ best be he not
For ？ and not givin up a little somethin at the weed spot
Bigg jus what's the verdict on this beat (that shit is mad hot)
Give a whistle if you hear this, can't best me
Try to keep my lyrics short and fat like joe pesci
God bless me
＊mr. len＊
Know what i'm saying, till infinity
Still working out the bugs
It's gonna be on though
Mc's can't fuck with me, coflow shit
Forgot to tell you that
Mr. len, bigg jus, bms, and then you have me, elijah
The one and only diamond speechless starving artist
Goin on from nine to five
Coflow shit, mr. len..
11.Lencorcism
12.9 Detrimental
For all intents and purposes i ram pride
Resonate pussy rapper get the long donkey cock
I keep telethon mc's clinging to jerry's person
Motherfuckin tourette's syndrome mc's can't freestyle without
rehearsing
Crossed t's and dotted i's but still caught a liquid shit
surprise
Rappers got on colored contacts but they better real-eyes
Contact coflow shit equals el, bigg jus distortion
Try to merk off on our pile but you choked on my fuckin portion
You oughta scream, got my name up in your mouth like cock or
gingivitis
When every rhyme becomes the official new blueprint for wannabe
writers
I don't mind you talkin shit just keep it in the first person
Think realistically if you diss me could you handle my rebuttal
version
Then again if you spit my name it only means you recognize my
status
I flip the script use your little diss as a promotional
apparatus
I'll ignore you sellin crack, killin people, and keepin it real
But disrespect me and my adopted fam and die young like veal
When miscellaneous mc's drop they spontaneous
Bullshit metaphor, the outcome is always obvious
When that piece of shit mother time gets cut short in 1999
I'll be stress-free, knowin that while i was on earth i got mine
Say what..？
8 steps to perfection, the sum of each part forms an octagon
Where rhyme styles get sparked..
13.Vital Nerve
Intro／chorus：
Soon you'll see
As i flow fluently to frequently, another mc
Will drop off the face of this earth, for what it's worth
I've been the nastiest, one since birth
'new york is number one today in the house!'
I'll do the simple shit, strike harder than hoffa
El the maladjusted mc, funcrusher
Massive, a sign for my condition automatic
Goldstar connect thoughts get jostled at your position
Listen, abort mission without further discussion
Dual personality, half me ？
Doc jekyll when i burn your paragraph down to a haiku
So tootsie roll motherfuck back to your seat cause i don't like
you
I got a hundred beats, all nicer than your joint
Karaoke mc's need not receive g's that's the whole point
Be out within the crowd get open like herpes simplex sores
On vexed pussy found that i put more crush, on crews than jets
You're just that simple plus overfronted -- but that's the
status
Cold caught my shit you better not sit, so stop the madness
With hip-hop guidelines i state i never liked authority
When sales control stats i place no faith in the majority
Chorus
Auto, matic, just for my people
Auto, matic, just for my crew
Auto, matic if you're wack then you'll get
Knocked out of the box and you'll deserve it too
'new york is number one today in the house!'
I analyze, people call me el so son catch it
Mc's be disillusioned as hell, them can't hack it
I'ma knock you out your tax bracket
Slipped into the wrong hands, the mental barbarian
Stay-freshed in ziplock, money plot hatcher
How the fuck you gonna bring a go-cart to the grand prix hee hee
Laughter, enter for irreconcilable disaster
I'ma protect mine like a japanese fighting sticks master
Aim, pierce your vital nerve, the bloody conquest
Rappers they be like ？ bro, i sunk your battleship
Ultra-magneto, burnin pee burns my credo
Mad men cry like when you realize you got a shirt full of
infrared dots
Plus i'm scopin at this bitch, be prepared for the mental
headshots
When the coflow leave the room, we takin mics bitches and boom
(the incredible bms...)
Now the mint and governor get paid, collectin off raids
All the cash that was made from a brother, new york undercover
Don't love her, still i'm superhun
Rhyme styles monstrosities, fools never stoppin me
I swat mc's quite easily, dunn
Imitate styles most complain you can't begin to express
Elevate off this, nine times to your brain
Makes your mind manifest, shit's hopeless
Stop stop the nonsense, this could not accomplish
Low pro interactive, go open carsnatchin
Coflow, by all means necessary packin rhymes is automatic
Check the barrel circumfrence who done it, confirm it sewers
done run it
Bms just a killer plus serial
But still ill and sugarhill, to the fullest extent
Tactic g represent, c-4 blowin up
Like the doors and this president (dead, presidents)
Chorus
Auto, matic, just for my people
Auto, matic, just for my crew
Auto, matic if you're wack then you'll get
Knocked out of the box and you'll deserve it too
I'm gettin fresh for my freeform
All hold heart rocks down when i'm turnin veterans to greenhorn
Beat it, make a bee-line, be lax or you'll be outed
Spit words that's really cold, pinchin lymph nodes, el
The inconvenience to your master plan fell, your shit's abyssmal
Decimal point, zero for the judge burnin rhyme books
Fuck basic, iambic pentameter just dissolves
So i'll say fuck you suck your marrow like a chicken wing, from
pluck you
Location i'll rock like zeke, calamity
What's your composure, shoot sex like vanity it's over
Done it again brainstorm slice in your direction
Cut the belly of your block open over to c-section
Death callin one, for the dysfunctional son
Trapped in my digital domain ... (the el to the p)
Yo fuck rappers that freak a fable, phony will make them fall
out
Frequencies painful run em as sonar, coflow's the callout
You're misaligned, i turn benign breaks into malignant
Knock em out the box, capture they flag and kick they can in
Badlands, live one down the information highway
Write a rhyme in braille, send a fuckin battle to your e-mail
Yes once again empty mc's we have had here for those
Fortune enough to feel this, blessed number one ichiban
Numero uno crew -- track runner stun gunner plus vocal
Freak show performance
Company flow rockin shit from the intro to the outro
Nevertheless i must digress for the master
The walking freshfest mc's pure when in soil
Yet shallow when the bank roll
The independant representation of what mc's can and should be
Judge prosecution defendant and jury
'new york... new york... new york... new york...
New york is number one today in the house!'
14.Tragedy Of War(In Iii Parts)
＊mr. len cuts and scratches the phrase 'jus' style is infinite'＊
Yo, yo, it stink like dead rappers, check it
The re-birth, type of warfare biological
Delve into my waterworld, overcome any obstacle
In your bodyframe we're aimin for the jugular
Kids take my styles like d.a. to drug smugglers
Jus the acquisite a prize, the lyrical charmin
You ridin fat, hoochies tryin to glimpse the summit
In the wintertime yo i be killin storm troopers
Cluein your crew in to exactly who done it
Bigg jus mind invention the king battle of epic proportions
Lyrical intrigue, the master of contortion
Optimized computerization virus
Paradoxical acoustic sound bombing
My complexity weaves fourth-dimensional in your mind
Check the index under ego smashin
Propaganda bashin, meetin the merciless
Pry apart your bourgeoise industry functions
Smoke the rhymes to give the microphone lung cancer
You crabs is straight slummin
A good investment, a high-yield earning
Your high anxiety burning off the fumes from my burners
My evil memoirs interleave intrigue
To get more niggaz high than kilimanjaro
Indelible confrontation be way out your league
So say goodbye, to tomorrow like key
Otherwise or the king of action
Packed like a liquor store auto when check cashin
Never before, have you been able to witness
So much cruelty, live and in color
In the privacy, of your own home
＊mr. len cuts and scratches 'painful'＊
＊mr. len cuts and scratches 'el p is here to spark it'＊
Alright bring that down though
One two..
When i walk i stomp out messages
Mc's with they holiday hollow chocolate mics appear thespian
Forbidden got a stomach full of pop rocks and thumbtacks
ingested
Deaded, similar to cold war asians as a law can cost effective
This mister wizard blitzed by the kilometer don't resist
Shit alternative fuel combat conglomerates
I'm on it like shit is in a bag via colostomy
Hostile macho stuck tryin to get his buck in a lottery
I'm not dead pilot a cropduster ahead of resevoir bound
Drop the payload, cargo packed by the dow jones'
Got your holed up in a marble chest and rebels leak urine
Your basic components of a mechanized style modular
Fury has no pattern like the gain enslaves the shifty
Quite simply for both king of panic, implode
Bureacratic backers provoke my frantic rantings
Fuck with up and comers like in my school is senseless
We all felt pain arranged from migraines to chronic jaundice
Stepped into the country bar flippin strictly ebonics
Fell upon a m＊a＊s＊h unit wounded
I practically froze and felt stony, vision i suppose
Memo track that's just trapped in japanime and molested
And can't recall the glance of the action was comfortable
express
Shots from the tachyon synchronized
I settled directly down to it and studied for your demise
Skeletal frames proceed to safe tree that was splashed
The jackson pollack effect
Without directly coordinating men it's jump watership down
Dissension, to kill the pig and pay the rent invention
15.The Fire In Which You Burn
Check, check it
Fuckin with a nigga like myself your lyrics fail
Laverne's gear shows your record so unless the hoe's buttnaked
Youse a loser, decrepit, shoulda kept it to your lonesome
But you like, 'look everybody, i'm a silly microphone crumb'
You oughta turn to me, i flaunt essential vocally
First team all university while your squad is benchin locally
Don't mention joke to me, aiyyo dem niggaz ain't atomic
Ain't the comic niggaz gutsy, after the disembowelin
Don't fuck around, i eat out with your shorty with the crew
And she be late for head, she want a tape and dreads
And thought of you, a little stinger
My shit'll bring the epitome of bitterly jealous
Forever living crazy minded trying to tell us
How you do it on the power-u, it's simple shit'll get props
Don't let me bring it god i swing it hard like little kid bops
So front i keep the tone vexin, but to the heads
Stay pleasant to the ears just think of lauryn hill on phone
sexin
Relentless poetic rhyme never ceases infinity
Forever smokin the mic lyric contact i be open
Naturally high and no need to pass the dutchie
I'm the living circle circle dot dot, nobody can touch me
At my post, the most high exalted, mind blower
When i rap it it's strictly 'i can't believe he just said that
shit'
Material crews, who can't think straight sober
My flows over your head, i enjoy the aerial view
Focus from the bird's eye, in my scenario, of dominance
Filth eatin weaklings, we're bumrussian／rushin like dirty
communists
Raisin, my iron curtain revealin my words the gospel
No apples or giant serpents, the enlightened apostle
J-treds, i lace heads like tennis players top seeded
Not meanin to cause a racket, or front the menace
My words speak for themselves, so feel me
Cause on the mic i've got more presence
Than attendence in a class of schizophrenics, hear hear
Drink to that pick up raps, intoxicating
Got your craving my living proof, mixture of speech and wine
To' up from just the flow but pass the liquor it's over
Henny dead even when twisted i get open like venetian blinds
Company flow, the fire in which you burn slow
I remain indelible
J-treds, juggaknotz, to touch the flame you ought not
I remain indelible
Check check check check check check
I the don digital, slash, piranha morph
Alongside poor terrible surgeons, who blur comic perspectives
And wonder how to get bent, that flaming malatov shit
Unstoppable object hits unmovable wall and space split
This rogue cherub got his own twisted agenda, catch that
Walkin on flatlines, you witness me grow way beyond corporate
control
Let them eat cake, cause i introduce myself as a mistake
Slipped through the quills with a serrated barb stabbed, sharp
in the gut
Now we can all become lord of the flies
When this industry sees it's demise
Hold it up and try to destruct you get zapped with dead eyes
The five factions giganti the fuck up and get touched
The group hugs you received from your support group
Can't protect you from the bumrush
I'm known to slip arsenic mickies in talk soup then reform
With an unprecedented fierceness, display these powers of storm
I wasn't born in a manger but i still received three gifts
Alphabetically listed they're big juss, mr. len, and i
See the field creatures scurry, i the killer, caution
Try to merk off of the pile but you choked on my motherfuckin
portion
Spade within my excrement bitch parody
Your insanity is my clarity, not to mention convention
Is a great war weapon, disguised under the guise of
institutionalism
But still prison, the bad batch of jism
Who stands, who falls, this is the one the dj calls lick the ass
crack
On the wack i keep tabs like timothy leary and／or ascap
The iron lung is non rustable, you're overrated
As in smoking dust or sonic contracts that haven't been
thoroughly debated
Got my name up in your mouth like cock or gingivitis
When every rhyme becomes the official new blueprint for wannabe
writers
Catch a smack to the face on principle
Even when i say nothing it's a beautiful use of negative space
Indelibles is invincible, el-p don't forget the fuckin name
Come on columbo i know you figured this shit out, nobody sounds
the same
It gives me great pleasure when true elements get together
And lace the track rough enough to withstand, any type of
weather
If you want it i got it, chemically hemming up the seams
With a poly-epoxy type of a mixture that be, fatal if you sniff
it
These, stupid ones pop the microdots
Then lean into the sound's religion, watch these styles straight
box you up
Coming with clean concise thoughts, penetrating patterns
Not beyond your comprehension but ejected wide beyond the barrel
Yo, catch the rarest glimpses of the planet once known as earth
That gravitated, before inner violence heated it up, then it
burnt
It be these two style slide niggaz who will rock off
Any beat you push
Cell therapy down south goodie mob and special ed's the bush
It's like this, for the niggaz who got caught sleepin and didn't
know
It be these four actors crazy kings, worlds to revolve around
coflow
Coming at you in a blazing orange hunting vest thirty yard night
scope
First day of deer hunting, you got scoped out like the foreign
juss
Not the type of nigga to steal any scene too long son
I might lace you, leave the ep evidence and then i'm gone
16.Krazy Kings
I swing boomerangs and murder air attacks
Blow out busted internet, access info out your back
Clip cut you off, i'm too advanced for your little cause
Pole position, my verbal contact no life support
We'll maintain position, lift off to ignition
Frequency feedback provide ammunition
The brain cells panic sell two tons of the iq
When the energy starts to fornicate, that's when i punch through
All type hard rock tracks that's hard to the max
It's spacey like mixing up angel dust and crack
Yo wait a god damned pagan minute, then pause on that
My styles the man like the ku klux klan be from deep down south
Don't let one of these little emcees get lost on the wrong route
Catch a mississippi burning fuck that then catch an arson
Land mines, destruction, far rockaway to carson
You couldn't locate my synthy format using lojack
Bitch i'm all that
Scratch the bed numbers straight off your girls' back
In fact black the injection of my lethal status
Will ultimately break all beats down into antimatter
You couldn't hang if you was bit by a radioactive spider
I'm intrigued, your lackluster broken charted style
Is unkempt and wild causing mayhem
The battle rhymer mixed with tonic and el-p is fucking lethal
Like a african disease killer people
And it's true i'm messing with your whole crew till you're
bogling
Cause your style is now off with a blast of the force
It's the classic underground styles of the urban masters
The krazy kings these thinking caps be sparking tags quick x4
It's been rated combustible
Computer animated t2
Winds up enzyme fractal poly-residue
When taking away what little time that i got
The mind view in energy oxen i pick the combination spot
When in 1985 they injected me with props
Ten years of misdirected blacks killing, i'm back on the block
Recuperating from the never-ending bloodshed of the war
Though my pockets remain empty, my soul remains pure
Retained it exists laid a whole education
For the new rebirth of a super space station
Practicing the science of shooting the planets from a distance
While escaping without conscience of existence
Or would be laws no matter how much i resistance
From somewhere wicked in the west this way comes
It seems that we underestimated satan once again
Time marches on but some and then some blends
Into the recess of all starving no content
All for the form of better communication
I bet you wish you could eliminate the whole lower class
population
I be the fund raiser for my own expedition
A pro-black family mind reconditioning
For the multi-colored pumas are no longer the flavor
Unless you're one of those techno transient jungle ravers
It's the classic underground styles of the urban masters
The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags quick x4
I strike a match for you two dollar mc's that can't burn
This is for your own concern
I burn images in retinas for all you bitches faking
You couldn't download my multi-disk without penetrating
Complex quotes set to explode off of impact
But it sees to that disco boogie mayhem dance track
Lookie bitch at poetry that's on track like a bookie
More heads be jocking my shit than a droptop at dookie
Peep this, put together the form into pieces
That form the eight steps for your mind increases
Another ass whipping slashing my burn to pieces
It's mad bogus, i'm fading in and out of focus
Cock shoot cops tax me, i'm taxing you
My gunshots scream nerve wracking, heads is pushing through
Intensity, i booby-trap all known vicinities
Leave you stinking like face guts in a dumpster in little italy
It's the classic underground styles of the urban masters
The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags quick x8
17.Last Good Sleep
At night i cover my ears in tears
The man downstairs must have drank too many beers
But one day you'll pay
Doomed to this kid that you fueled with anger actions
Disgust mostly sick most, never have satisfaction
Till your bones melt high incident clips and crumple zones
Hold a fix on you eternal, intruder interrupting my zone
Dwell the matter i must follow, why you proposed only the lonely
know
Swallowed my mother when she was hollow
Who can blame a woman like her, singular parent
One love already dissolved and the solution left polluted
Two kids with a father who broke out as resoluted
So fuck it she needed love and you provided false clout
Stomping on the bottom man and i wish she just walked out
Knew you was jacked as a stepfather, bit my tongue on the issue
Next to stormy weather and forced tolerance but secretly vexed
Wish i would have spoke on it but why deny the bliss
Mom's with a new husband casting needles puncture pressure
Briefly lifted the guilt from a divorce snuffing her pleasure
Now you're all up in the family tree, come broken nuclear
With termites corroded in your veins and elected to drown the
pain
But the pain couldn't quite die with a thrown back whiskey sour
Puritan, crushing moms between rocks for at least an hour
Until the day i die x2
That's why
At night i cover my ears in tears
The man downstairs must have had too many beers
Now every night of my life he beats his wife
Until the day i die
Timepiece must've read early morning at least
So i lay death's cousin, woken by the sonics of the beast
That somewhere deep beneath me a fracture had seized at my neck
Breath was it, a flag that marked the end of my peace
Conference of the birds i heard my mother dove cry
Not absurd just routined i'd learned
Just keep my fucking grill locked and hope the entropy stops me
process
Stepfather's got to fight verbally when his liver's soaked
And products come in bottles stuck with drunken last nerve up
too close
But i couldn't sense the distinction from the other nights'
livest wires
Ceremony's sparked again a dry one in comparison to this one
Handing crutches to my psyche, i was tripping
Huddled up clutching sis i think i heard a dress ripping
I should've reacted to that
But i didn't know the extent, please
You could've caught him in time
Yeah, that thought's occurred to me constantly
Now i've been digging my head and i don't know what he wants
from me
Until one of us is dead i suppose
That's why
At night i cover my ears in tears
The man downstairs must have had too many beers
Now every night of my life he beats his wife
Until the day i die x2
Much more than abrupt i heard the silence erupt
But it was just a touch of tough love that i heard from above
The calm and the climate confused me
The dawn was a floozy
Barely risen but still beckoning to me
The song of the night's events amused me, morbidly
In a petrified state i wait, to deadwood on duty
Just tempers flared i figured woozily
When all is dead and done a pair is just as fucking happy as
they choose to be
Now off to where the wild things dwell for shuteye
The prospect bored me, awokened by the stepsounds coming towards
me
A quick glance at my mom's darkened silhouette in the hallway
assured me
So i sunk with the hope that hibernation would cure me
And slept my last sleep while i counted clone sheep
And dreamt about nothing for the last time ever
The ignorance was blissful just a recollection
Of the gift of innocent times from a merciful deception
Woke to hazy landscapes to find my world defied the laws my mind
mandates
Patching jugulars with band-aids
The turn on you laid well above my bed
Were here and only barely through the shock of what her broken
face told me
You should have known what happened
I was young and oblivous
He almost killed your mom
If i knew i could have done something
You'll never see him again
Yeah but i see him every night
And cover my ears in tears as he beats his fucking wife
At night i cover my ears in tears
The man downstairs must have had too many beers
Now every night of my life he beats his wife
Scott bivins
Until the day i die x12
18.Info Kill Ii
Flow some mo' co shit (repeat 4x)
Verse one：bigg jus
The hope, in a dark universe chasing shadows
Into the burning season, slay to a sunk pharaoh
Icon, holding a diamond encrusted jesus
Please, stop check and, suck my rated 50 are in these
chromosomes hell
Still these guns blaze on a ten hour swing shift
Who i had thoroughly wanted to rip shit
Grab the rags and towels and swing their caps back
See lab bomb autopsy report, terrorist type of 'tack
The lifeline intertwined with true belief got distorted
Caught it late night on telemundo, nightcrawlin', teleportin'
Spotted in boot camp dishing out an ass whpping, bad decision
Align astrologically to ensure global time positioning
Take aim, blast government conspiracies out the frame
Excuse me, el diablo, excuse me
The worldwide b-boy exhibit is now closed
Widen your distribution of nitrogen, swing nightsticks on patrol
The bad lieutenant, digital chaos out of control
Deep in a swampland, the killer's out officially financed
Graffiti crazed individual rock steady in all his fury
Backspinnin on these crabs, signed sincerely yours truly
Flow some mo' co shit (repeat 6x)
Verse two： el-p
Who disperses poisonous crackers with gem tones
One minute of verses the beats to spot zones, angled out
Murder kill def sucky bitch cock and that's your best shot
Strictly freudian the way i see another crab frontin within the
inkblot
Like that dung beetle squirmin around in the residue of my math
The design burnt into the support beam and contorted into a love
mode
Seemingly gave the whole squad the hiroshima for preference
For using my blueprints as a point of reference
Co flow can only exist in your void which is closed in the
internet
Trying to match definitions to the words with which i taught
See technically you're not the germ it's your sperm that's the
weapon
I fear ducks fertilizin and teachin their seeds all the half
steppin
Spawnin little replicate idiots, so i madly touch pressure
points badly
Sadly but it's my duty
When amnio-belief bust down, turn around for the script that i
falcon
See that with that you drown, eerily...
Under the bridge micronautics
Pop is pure but then the septic system bubble up through the
artists
454 fahrenheit bombers we are
As long as i can see the north star
Cross minds but don't try to hide
The use of a gun as an extension of the penis
When yin collides with yang you see me burn into the phoenix
Blinded don't test me i already received my g.e.d.
Scored in the top .5 percentile in the country, quite easily
Record mode set up the eq for minus
Infect it like the germs that metamorph up in your sinus
As with this slang was born a new sodom
I be a deep blue def subtle breath control that kasparov pack
The acidic 32nd contact
While snakes try to scream out what a friend is
Then lick off like mendendez
With only a stick so i can blood just bricklay a biggie thick
set aside suit
Homicide sad times settle into entropy
I el-venom, patchwork i've sewn the last stitch x-axis
Tilted on the side where they coulda been residing amongst
freaks
Company flow, kill informational leaks
Flow some mo' co shit (repeat 3x)
19.Funcrush Scratch
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