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Rodan - “Ruler Of Day And Night ”

Secreting the smooth stuff, make you wanna cuddle up Splash on the stache like I stepped in a puddle of Water, not trying to bother, I’m just trynna make it Hotter, so please dont tell your father I slide up sly just to catch your eye So distracted I let the blunt pass by My friends so confused no they wonder why But it takes no Confucius to feel high Gotta act fore I lose you and die in side I see a guy coming by can’t bide my time Mouth spouts out, do you come here often? Body shouts out use a different plot and Switch up the options, grip the mic intoxi- -cating the paintings Im making translated straight to her gazing: Ill give you anything, this soul is filled with love Youre not for petty things and you fit me like a glove I swear you gotta be a goddess angel from above Unless you got an angle and youre hitting another thug Ill probably lose my shit and hit him with an uppercut And mark her down a darker clown or just another rut To add to the list of missed and forgotten Ill be glad if your kiss never switch going rotten Do you got what it takes to be with me everyday? Promise wont forsake you every moment gay You’ll be my only priority I’m not like majority Ill treat you like Dorothy your life like a story And when the monkeys come attack I’ll hit em with the bat And have them motherfuckers running like they was a rat And get you back to the pad feeling comfortable relax Cuz all I really want is your happiness maxed

Written and performed by me. Poetic Soul Movement on the come up

This a Red Pill for your life, open your eyes motherfucker: Learn how to fly This a Red Pill for the Game, open your mind motherfucker: You dont know how to play This a Red Pill for your life, open your eyes motherfucker: Learn how to fly This a Red Pill for your brain, opern your eyes motherfucker: You still dont know how to play Questo stile non lo compri con i voucher bra Sembra strano dover dare un nome a queste facce Quindici anni pronto con due tracce, così inizio Ventiquattro spero in un contratto con la Warner Bros Fumare queste piante Fanculo di chi è il fegato, versiamo Jagermaister Sbatto il naso per vedere se esce ancora sangue Per quello che ho in testa non mi basterebbe un bagno dentro al Gange Uuh siamo selvaggi Liberi e giovani, sai non sembra strano da queste parti Improvvisiamo su basi di Passi Fumiamo questi contorni Saltiamo i pasti Ore 12:09, mangio pane e parmiggiano In mano reggo whisky e cola Forse sbongo unaltra 0,9 La vita che svolgo e i ritmi a cui lavoro Forse mi dovrei chiamare Mr. Non Avrò Una Prole Forse fuori c’è il sole Qui non ha mai smesso di piovere Continuo a correre ma non capisco come E non importa dove vai ma quanto sei veloce Il fine giustifica i mezzi non la condizione Ho questa convinzione in testa Percorro la mia strada su una via che è una maestra Non mi vedi a scuola, sto pensando alletichetta Il mio rivale è ieri mica un fake che non rispetta La pussy è sempre calda e cè chi parla di vendetta I soldi non mi voglion proprio stare in tasca Cascasse il mondo escono Il flow è Eskimo Non sono il tipo da andare da Exki, no Ci vediamo al Babi tra mezzora Portami una zop! Questi fanno brutto non san quanti anni cho Mi chiedo li rivedrò? E un sorpasso in Mercedes Ed io non ho nè un diploma, nè un contratto Nè una Pa...tente

Summer of 86 I was ten years old. You know I got soul! Mr. Magic BLS Screaming right out of the box I was sitting on the stoop of my block Another hot sunny day in the city of dreams Ghetto thang when they pack metal thangs it seems It was the same, yeah I built the esteem and picked the pen up Start writing my book of life and how my future would end up Later down the line, I studied rhymes By age twelve I was digging in the crates for tapes to rock to Like Funky Drummеr by James Brown It was nothin more stimulating when I hеard the sound of hip-hop It opened my mental, now my whole life is dedicated to pushing this pencil Speak about my life and times from a We in the last days thats why my rhymes are so influential You never know someone until you know what they been through With the song sound the same if my life was more simple I doubt it, but yall dont have to see my credentials Straight like Special Herbs DOOM instrumental. Hip-Hop is throwback music: Jazz, Blues, Soul Whatever you choose its modern-day rock n roll, cant stop us now! cold rappers outta control Hip-Hop is throwback music: Jazz, Blues, Soul Whatever you choose its modern-day rock n roll, cant stop us now! cold rappers outta control Call it rebel music, straight ghetto movements, until the corporations have to put in their two cents and exploit the real, give a a pill sisters in brothers scale See, life moves slow when you walk in tight shoes yo Quit the fashion and they bite like Cujo The true bloodsuckers are the poor All they know is sex and violence, greed, war You gotta know your roots and foundation: Jazz, Blues, Soul, Rock n Roll, or Hip-Hop in the making The signs of creation is the beat of the heart It was started this spark and it was on like Hip-Hop is throwback music: Jazz, Blues, Soul Whatever you choose its modern-day rock n roll, cant stop us now! cold rappers outta control Hip-Hop is throwback music: Jazz, Blues, Soul Whatever you choose its modern-day rock n roll, cant stop us now! cold rappers outta control Okay or should I say my point is Hip-Hop got the world Took many different genres of music, put them together And started a new sound that will be here forever! So call the wouldnt last a bit Deal with them now and you can see yourself how big it is Fully blown treat me to the elements Im here to represent the truth, and on the cut on the cut What! on the cut yall! Like

Tossing, turning, dreams of murder, someones killing me Of changes, theres nights Im on a killing spree All done cold blood waking up in cold sweats This is such a cold world unconscious getting death threats Shadows choking me, my last breath lets out my body Its a conspiracy, my mind and my bodys not really down with me Me against the whole world? Its a little deeper Me against my self, I fight the Grim Reaper Swing sickle, I got my Glock bust rounds off Demented, schizophrenic, I know this sounds off to you I do not lie, when I doze off spirits hope I die, whatever Angels waste the time, they work together Scheme and plot on me, cause Im the son of man I hear voices from a dog like Son of Sam Dont give a damn if the bullets fill me I dont wanna live, I hope they kill me Put me out my misery, I live in misery I kill all my enemies, cause I love company Those who seek me, are called wise men Or either wise-guys I pray you comprehend And realize Im condemned No rest, homicidal dreams My cellmate, all he do is scream Out loud how he wants to go home Thats funny, Im here all alone Locked, in a single cell His backs bleeding, hes cold as hell And Im hoping, they turn on some heat I call the C.O. to bring some extra sheets Whered he go? he walk through walls, run halls, I pray teach me They dont see him at the health they try to reach me I said please see how he feels They said, Hes alright but hes not real Evaluations say I suffer from depression Hallucinations, self-creations, what theyre guessin Im here doing years, Im stressin Medicate me, sedate me want me to rest an Dont take it cause he said that wont be best an He said I need his help and he needs me Nigga you walk through walls, go home youre free Home, that was far and he was turned off Cause his wings was burned off A lesson was learned, communicate with one I was chosen cause Im Gods son And Im the retarded one! Out in the streets You wont survive with, wack-ass beats These days and times Watch as we get ours with rhymes To my Metal Face bros with stomachs of cast-iron Who been in to win and blast to the last siren On the slow-mo the calm artist with the so-so chick Chased them all like how he did to Slobodan Milosovik Anyhoo, how bout them Yankees? Once I leave off-stage the party people thanks mees If I may speak freely nasty like the freaky-deeky At your local sleazy speak-easy For any fan of the limelight In the mic stand was left a lit stick of dynamite Its risky business like hand-to-hand crack sale With rappers whos better off on the cover of Black Tail Jumpin Jehosaphat, whos that? Who cats who do magic be like tell me how you dos that Heck no, especially those who cop pleas like gecko Thought I might do techno Ha ha, betcha bust out laughing at the bet For no reason he get cussed out like Tourettes Yet tight flow to make her bad-ass stutter Or even crack a smile from a mad fast cutter Butter, word play since third grade age Back when we used to play Bang! Open bird cage Hip hops Benny Hill sip Henny straight, get every penny weighed, then he chill, at any rate My metal-face hoes with tongue or least eye ring Do yourself, I will continue to do my thing Like Kung-Fu fighting everybody was biting And the super-villain strike again like lightning In the same spot now whats the chance of that? And a name-drop like pick the name out the hat Thats a no jiver from the, liver conniver Who vote players out the rap game like Survivor while I Drop through greens like a nerd cat with intended speech from way back And spin on your back and then freeze While I play high-ball, low-ball, to zero So called rhymers, go call Cleo While I, steal the show like thought-so-try-hiking Super-duper stars need Ortho-TriCylin Sometimes the men, mostly from the women I hear voices saying thats the super-villain Mostly from the women, I hear voices... super-villain

Yo, my game mobile so im not scared to battle Swagger jackin, they raid to be in a legends shadow Is he raising the stakes? Or just preparing cattle? So fly that im fresh to death, thats not a pterodactyl I barely grapple defeat, but im not a pair of sandals On fire, on wax, clear to see that i flare the candle I hold on to the door and do what you barely handle And this is all from the dome and im crashing sandy castles Ill crush your foundation like bankrupting non-profits Im just a man although they treat me like Benign prophets Samad, stop it, you a soldier, use GI logic Use what you knеw, you from Jeru, Khalil Jebrans project Bars that makе you act right like your moms watching You see that every bars a punch the way that i sock it I refuse to be my white friends token But i might come out with a high logic You can thank Lupe Fiasco, Mickey Factz, bro And Nickel Nina for really making me wanna rap mo Its like an atom between my pointer and my thumb Cause when i ask Denaun where im at, he like Yo, you just bout that close I just got married so i ring out the box Aint no exes in my circle, its simple, its like i play Tic Tac Toe I-, ah, fuck it

When the bolt hit I swear my mind split My embodiment holding a loading gun against his conscious Pill of non sense lying on the ground then the coppers found it Pops around popped around, regardless of my action He said be what he missed Messed around now his dreams are dreamless Im the second coming like im barley eating Killah Bandit season bout to rake it in like we missed a leaf Leave the hate in a pill of miss belief Drown um in that pool of liquor Kendrick drinks Smack um in the face with a stack of bills like that late on the lease Least we could do Know before you preach least you could do No vest , stay bullet proof , no bullet wombs Niggas know we the latest cause we stay on new Stopped by there mothers said sorry for the blues Clues to the deed , I had to take um to Flowers at there grave potted medical if i choose Roller of the butch im high when i choose No introductions, you know who is who Damn, aaron, youre head big as fuck nigga So its either you or him Spit patterns that could desecrate your paradigm Pick up the paper mate Then scribble evil thoughts onto the paper, mate But dont get it twisted it doesnt correlate Look at my ambitions and let it corruscate Peace and balance when i hit the bong Strong lexicon, got more words than a Buddha song Can you relate? I meditate, sit back and let my mind vaporate Namaste i see the common hate And wish that it would condensate Its either you die young or vice versa Versus my raps damn i just made it worse huh? 16 with a vision my mission Is to have these competition missing You cant do it if youre holding fear Treasure youre life thats why its called the golden years

Welcome to nerd rap yes we are discussing Zelda strats Show him ya awesome deltoids tad bill If money speaks then aint hearing for meek millz My lightbulbs brighter than neon and cheap thrills Ski masks and duffel prayers isnt bridging for Beverly Hills Never marry men only kill beats To you its Benjamins second to sin on silk sheets Big poppa, Must be two nineties Just found my Nirvana Its a paradox Yall just heart shape box Tech so advance found me and the alter egos sweet spot Now hes keeping an extra heater on watch And is even quicker to hit a hog like popsnot We cause riots sans DoomBots If you need to holla carry on To the response of a Yawn through ya billy jawn Aero rock bells with championship rings on Klingon Gosh golly Loki flex when the brothers Godly Bruh, youre a slave if you floss Labels and chains in the goulash Educate what price were you bought Prolly easy payments of X.99 for fame Give em the Mr. Clean keep the lion tame In the meantime been dipped To be heel twisted into a hypocrite Soon to limp with a Smith n Wesson to thy six Then its fire in the hole after a slip of index Just kidding The truths far stranger Whats gauged a pistol doesnt have the blaze or range for Persist at your defensive end like Adrian Clayborn Any enemy is a par for the course Reppin weapons of war Pray youll be mourned after Knuckling up and filleting cats And burning the surrounding herbs sparing a match This goes for rats and double backed beast So wouldnt bite the heat My People need to eat

Yo, picture this, you just get home From getting shacked off your ass at Ala Moana Bowls And you remember you got some homework to do So your headin’ over to the small scale shop And you got to get hella work done and your all surfed out Spark up the torch to anneal the copper Quench it, pickle it, to make it softer Made the moon with a hole puncher Sand it, polish it, to make it shinier It’s a pack of wolves rappin’ on the moon The clouds roll through with the mornin’ dew And their silhouette’s dark as sulfur patina They’re rhymin’ about spreadin’ the aloha Turn of the furnace to a thousand degrees I’m goin’ to forge up a coconut opener Learned it from John, helpin’ me We’re twisting up this metal like its rubber Wire brush this surface, to make it clean Add gun bluing to prevent rusting Gave it to D-Rez cause he the homie Now we can open up coconuts like Wolverine What’s your magic, your surprise, your take on this? Only you can do it, so whats goin’ to make your different?

03 – YO Compositor: Sagaz SAGAZ Quê que se lê? Uma passa pelos niggas Que descançam em paz Duas passas pelos niggas Que ainda correm atrás Três passas pelos niggas Que me são leais Agora passa aqui essa joint Porque o resto é do Sagaz Pausado na varanda Com um canudo entre os dedos Vejo o vento trazer a paz Que se escondeu nos meus medos Não sei se o tempo passa lento Ou sou eu que tenho pressa Caminho pelo escuro E procuro uma luz acesa Divago nos problemas Que me aquecem a cabeça Nigga o game tá violento E ninguém quer jogar defesa Humildade e educação Por favor e obrigado São lembranças do passado São sintomas de fraqueza Desculpa a minha franqueza Mas eu fico preocupado Nigga o mundo está mais frio Mais cheio Mas cada vez mais vazio As vezes me chateio Mas sorrio e confio E no asfalto eu semeio O suor que eu transpiro Lealdade, amizade e irmandade Tens que ter sagacidade Pra filtrar a falsidade Diferenças nos completam O que nos une é a verdade Disse à cota Eu não sou um gangster Mas penso como um Sou a personificação do oposto Do senso comum E eu tou preso a essa shit Como um pirata preso ao rum E esses niggas presos a minha shit Maggie ZumZum AH! E aqui não sobra nenhum Mato todos um por um PAH! Contemporâneo mas o flow Lembra o Tupac Like Uh can you feel me Sen6 é o time Quero fumar a minha kaya Mas me dizem que é crime Crime Crime Crimeee Podes ficar com os teus tabús Porque eu já fumei os meus brah Ehhh Ohhh Ehhh Ohhh Ehhh Ohhh Ehhh Ohhh Ehhh Ohhh Ehhh Ohhh Take 2 Mando um shout out pra minha crew Tragam ngalas e kush Que hoje a noite é no G2 Franguités e umas batatas Yeah we good Golfe 2 é a banda Sou fiél as minhas origens Preto e branco sou um panda Yeah a cabeça tá na street Mas o corpo fica em casa Porque eu sei que a rua cuya Mas as vezes só te atrasa Envés disso tou com o fricky A dar cabo da tua psique E a meter o mic em braza Tipo os hits de Israel E da Palestina na Faixa de Gaza Noutra dimensão, galáxia, nasa Encosta se fores real Se fores fake baza Unica espécie de ave Que enrola a asa Tudo que eu sempre quis Foi sonhar alto e ser feliz Rodeado dos meus G´s E não acabar no asfalto Rodeado de Giz São as escolhas que eu fiz Dizem que o meio te faz Mas fui eu que me fiz Cada dia uma lição E eu sou um eterno aprendiz É importante baixar as orelhas E ouvir os OG´s nigga Respect!

Its a nice night out Ayo They treat me like I sold my soul, man no way I’m legit down to the sole, I catch the beat like Jose Canseco Either sprint or jog a slow race So it’s safe to say I’m like Medhane, how I go my Own Pace Creative mind since 2-0-‘08 Bro wait, watch your space before you talk with no weight No shade when I spit the bright shit, no shame JAY the Doughboy like O’Shea, people know my flow strange I never tied my self esteem to succеss Jumped off the island now I’m King Kong beating his chеst I pray those who think the needle is blessed, you’re feeble at best In need of rest, yes, OM’s like a full court press; the best I jest, they tell that it’s all about the timing But really there ain’t an era that I would never shine in Rappers talk big on mics but really never chime in So I’m only co-signing the dope rhymers who’d blow a spine in You know we dope minded, not what the bland would be I blam a beat, only band with me if you can stand the heat Write what I plan to see, me and a clan of beasts The pics you beg her for, she sends them to me randomly Its OM in full effect And I project and check correct so expect a vet The Resident Patient like Inspectah Deck They’re telling me Change course in the game, I’ll intersect in a sec I’m in the set with the guilty and the innocent Tryna make your mark like Geoff Raines, I intercept You say that you got the fragrance but there’s nothing in the scent You’re starting out and wanting thousands like there’s nothing in a cent I’m taking small steps leading to large, tall A phantom and a menace, double edged like Darth Maul Rappers say they’re solid but when I spit, their bars fall I slap your face and leave it red, man I’m Hardcore This Malpractice, spazzing till I Blackout! with the method, man Because I’m spazzing out like they injected meth in man I pray to God I never have to live stretching bands But if this don’t work that’s next in plans And rappers on some fuck shit, I’m just on some mad shit Rappers Seth Rollins, looking like the type to cash in I don’t let the drum spit, I don’t do that dumb shit You’re just the type to land one hit and say you bashed em Better know that my set came to shit on Lights Outs when we Spring Foward like Left Lane Didon The best stay to get on, the rest stay dumb So play the chess game and get paid when they press play, c’mon This is that riding at night shit Yknow? Just with your friends having fun Anyways Ive been your maestro, JAY And have a good night man Catch ya

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen Id like to thank you all for joining us this evening Let me know if yall with me, yall Just a couple of things I wanna say I only play the games that I win at And stay the same with more rhymes than theres ways to skin cats As a matter of fact, let me rephrase: With more rhymes than theres ways to fillet felines these days Watch the path of the black one: Supervillian He wrecks clubs for delf in a drunken stupor, chillin Ready and willin to inadvertently foil that Plan of any rhymer, whiner or spoiled brat Who got more snottier flows than snotty nose? And holds mics like he knows karate body blows? Nobody knows the trouble I see From the MPV fly dirty tailin the eye bubble eye thirty For the record; this is some shit I just thought of, yall Science fiction thats not admissible in no court of law I live to rock mics 3-D The only reason I seek to stop—to snuff the TV I heard beats, they sound like karaoke With monkey rhymers on a leash like dont have this fairy choke me Hit em with a penny so we can get these peanuts And I thought we was nuts, I used to get free cuts They locks Lex Luthor up in Green Haven Since when a nigga never really been too clean shaven Misbehavin rap stars need Listamint Call me Mista Bent Im at where your sister went Intelligent, used to write and be well spoke Now all a nigga wanna do is fight and sell— —tell a joke This could lead to catastrophe Bout to stop the violence right after these last of three Shots from the black bat got me at headlock Holdin on to sanity, by strands of that dreadlock She told me, Get off, I said, Bitch! Let me set this shit off so I can get rich right quick Then it hit me like the point of intoxication Nigga, come out and rock this nation like ox defacin A lot of niggas out is rusty like oxidation In this worlds strangest, most dangerous occupation But you could do it, you the Super like in your building Villian like trife Kinder is in All My Children Plottin and it sure to pay ends With some real mature womens, and more of they friends And when bad men roll tight, its actual true Like a pack of Big Bambú, with natural glue Who grip necks of Becks to triple X? He just came in 4-D: Follow the ripple effects And itll lead you right to him Oh, snap! It seems you walked into a trap, through rap Zoinks! This place is filled with pretender willies One false move, and get broke off like end of Phillies True believers Aint nothin new to a Crook with special powers like how to tell the future uh-uh- Rhyme of the month two page long Bustin off two gages with my cape on wrong Son, its on, remind me of a Raekwon tape song With a fleet of super bad... Status: Rae Dawn Chong Let me know if yalls with me, yall! National and geographic down to the titty-bar Rep Monster Island City, yall! To all my brothers who is doin unsettlin bids You could have got away with it if it was not for them Meddlin kids! Hey! Hey!

I been tryna catch a wave Get away but they followin Twitters not the cause on how these people still swallowin Die hard lyricist Word play and penmanship God sent me bars cuz my flows got a heaven scent Im killin every nemesis Thats steady tryna hang with this Fuck a fake apperance Fake people keep a distance They never loved me they just love the big faces I keep em to myself Thats a man to man basis PAUSE, I cant blame em My flows is outrageous Get all types of praises till the labels give me payment Dont try to contact less a 6 mill contract Ends up in my hand Ill be a better boy man Topic of discussion Conspicious consumption Braggin bout my fads like concussions Women come in bunches So I aint got the time to be cryin over nothin My style just keeps it pushin Known to find another if you dont want chances Relapsin on these tracks that blast these niggas beeswax Mind they own, ya heart man I put on for these haters Always tryna down our love that we created You took a chance and I know you didnt mean it See it wrong doing minds thats a misdeameanor Hypothesis listened to them peeps for wrong procedures No Castro Im just tryna see where its gon lead-us Its just NickelRoyale Nick Nick NickelRoyale NickelRoyale Nick Nick NickelRoyale NickelRoyale I been tryna get that light out my eyes But you there so I gotta let it shine Out my mind like my brain moved out Without some points so lets make this count I scream and shout like WILL When I.AM upset Tag teamers never give me a rest Always stressin the best I object Bang the hammers on the instigatin heads Thats just an obstacle when you out here gettin bread Just a pigeon to the game Never countin on these lames Its just common sense so you can go and keep the change Out my range with fakeness Think quick hit ya girl like a neat lick And bring her in sequence With lines that attracted the heavenly goddess Chill with lyrical prophets Drop constant bombs for big targets Damn I needed time so went and stole a couple watches Houston had a problem cuz she took off like a rocket With memories in my socket and emotional no just stop it Hoes wanna hit me when Im risin Im INFINITY BEYOND it Buzzin on these niggas World full of hate so its no lovin in these niggas Aint no trustin in these niggas Dyin by the triggers A jimmy on my heart cuz I aint fuckin with these bitches Its just NickelRoyale Nick Nick NickelRoyale NickelRoyale Nick Nick NickelRoyale NickelRoyale I been tryna get that light out my eyes But you there so I gotta let it shine

Render unto Geedorah what is Geedorahs Ten to one he sees ya through a beaker and a tweezers Read the fine print and be like, Whats the big deal? Spun wheels of steel since broke wheel Big Wheel Back when it was greasy S-curl, now its easy dread Had a rhyme on how they used to tease him bout his peasy head Yes-yes-yall to the beat, have it bald or Avacor Have it your way, or grab his drawer, Jabberjaw Since two tone Lees, these new phonies is bonеy hos Lonely, like cheese and balogna only I couldvе broke my sacro-philly-ac Silly grind, Billy Jack, illy nine, milli black Listen to it go bang! Through and through a Kangol A strange combination of a king who teach slang flow Two-thirds slow, one-third amazing Wonder words, fine sponsor of this Thunderbird occasion And have an iller rhyme, at least by Miller Time Collect the skrilla, and geese with a killer dime Met her out in Killa Queens, originally she from the Philippines I love the way she fill her jeans Still a teen, and made for strange bedfellows Okay, so its head to elbows for shell-toes Uh-oh, heads up! There she blows A whole load of Head & Shoulders, and who care where she goes Let the music take control Just dont let the evildoers abuse it and use it to take your soul Its like putting fire to fake gold, it turn colors And get duller than a bake roll with no butter The shutter of a cake hole Who break drakes til it get old and flake mold Cornball, have em seeing white stars, I warned yall Like getting hit with a bottle of Mo from Sean Paul He not white ... Oh, he mad light though Either which way, they not ready for the lightning show They cant scandalize mine You could ask a swine who cant stands when I shine Geedorah the professor, add a question to the lessons He suggest you get a full assessment instead of guessing Its too stressing, did he stutter like rookie yes-men? Or did he just bring the butter, like the cookie chessmen This just in: they aint even worth the worry Lying on their first birth, and couldnt even hurt a Smurf-berry Hear ye, hear ye! How dare ye Go up against the king who do his thing tri-yearly? They too carefree with their mouths around here Off with his head, and display it at Town Square On top a seven-feet spike, make sure its on tight In light of when the peasants throw stones with all their might Skull get smashed for weeks Til vulture beaks eats the last meat off the cheeks Maybe then theyll know the right words to speak Out loud, at home, in the world, or in the streets Theres no escape, just in case All the kings mens and em decides to go apes The most slick-talking of burly guys Get caught early and boiled in oil like curly fries Even those thats Mr. Furleys size that earned the fate Can all get burned at the stake Send word to his closest kins, that for his sins We claim his throne, his providence, and its citizens In the name of King Geedorah! Dont make him catch a seizure We regret that you have not yet complied with our order We interpret this as a negative reply We are prepared therefore to conquer the earth We have stationed King Geedorah in the Western Hemisphere Geedorah was always one of their weapons And King Geedorah is completely controlled by our computers through magnetic waves Are you a homo? We help thousands of homos every month! All I’m saying right… Is in the old days right.. The women knew who the women were The men knew who the men were The women knew who the men were And the men knew who the women were. Im here to tell you that the future of your planet is at stake I urge that you transmit that message to the nations of the Earth Now do you feel like telling me where your leader is?

Render unto Geedorah what is Geedorahs Ten to one he sees ya through a beaker and a tweezers Read the fine print and be like, Whats the big deal? Spun wheels of steel since broke wheel Big Wheel Back when it was greasy S-curl, now its easy dread Had a rhyme on how they used to tease him bout his peasy head Yes-yes-yall to the beat, have it bald or Avacor Have it your way, or grab his drawer, Jabberjaw Since two tone Lees, these new phonies is boney hos Lonely, like cheese and balogna only I couldve broke my sacro-philly-ac Silly grind, Billy Jack, illy nine, milli black Listen to it go bang! Through and through a Kangol A strange combination of a king who teach slang flow Two-thirds slow, one-third amazing Wonder words, fine sponsor of this Thunderbird occasion And have an iller rhyme, at least by Miller Time Collect the skrilla, and geese with a killer dime Met her out in Killa Queens, originally she from the Philippines I love the way she fill her jeans Still a teen, and made for strange bedfellows Okay, so its head to elbows for shell-toes Uh-oh, heads up! There she blows A whole load of Head & Shoulders, and who care where she goes Let the music take control Just dont let the evildoers abuse it and use it to take your soul Its like putting fire to fake gold, it turn colors And get duller than a bake roll with no butter The shutter of a cake hole Who break drakes til it get old and flake mold Cornball, have em seeing white stars, I warned yall Like getting hit with a bottle of Mo from Sean Paul He not white ... Oh, he mad light though Either which way, they not ready for the lightning show They cant scandalize mine You could ask a swine who cant stands when I shine Geedorah the professor, add a question to the lessons He suggest you get a full assessment instead of guessing Its too stressing, did he stutter like rookie yes-men? Or did he just bring the butter, like the cookie chessmen This just in: they aint even worth the worry Lying on their first birth, and couldnt even hurt a Smurf-berry Hear ye, hear ye! How dare ye Go up against the king who do his thing tri-yearly? They too carefree with their mouths around here Off with his head, and display it at Town Square On top a seven-feet spike, make sure its on tight In light of when the peasants throw stones with all their might Skull get smashed for weeks Til vulture beaks eats the last meat off the cheeks Maybe then theyll know the right words to speak Out loud, at home, in the world, or in the streets Theres no escape, just in case All the kings mens and em decides to go apes The most slick-talking of burly guys Get caught early and boiled in oil like curly fries Even those thats Mr. Furleys size that earned the fate Can all get burned at the stake Send word to his closest kins, that for his sins We claim his throne, his providence, and its citizens In the name of King Geedorah! Dont make him catch a seizure We regret that you have not yet complied with our order We interpret this as a negative reply We are prepared therefore to conquer the earth We have stationed King Geedorah in the Western Hemisphere Geedorah was always one of their weapons And King Geedorah is completely controlled by our computers through magnetic waves Are you a homo? We help thousands of homos every month! All I’m saying right… Is in the old days right.. The women knew who the women were The men knew who the men were The women knew who the men were And the men knew who the women were. Im here to tell you that the future of your planet is at stake I urge that you transmit that message to the nations of the Earth Now do you feel like telling me where your leader is?

A sick spitter equip with a slick wit and fitted with all types of abilities No zen Im sin free this is simply my last basket empty So I take a shot/and lay a track on a doom beat The movies and television fuck with your inherent visions Leave you on the wire to dry like hella pigeons Guess Im hella ignant with Cinderella pigment Rockin an umbrella in the trenches so bombs can Miss me and I can hit speech and diction Syntax with thin raps and thick bitches I dont take pictures cuz I am invisible Metaphysical Democritus with anatomic visuals And Im highly touted as a bout it individual with no rituals Im mystical Ludacris spirits livin in my crystal box Sad sister an her sister livin in my closet Id just like ya try to look beyond the spectra Something unexpected shouldnt frighten should enlighten you To hit the Buddha till you see a sign of your investment And see dividends in the live stock invested Infested with crooked crooks with no defenses And flashes of brilliance and letters from Mensa But triple nine Mikey been resilient Offensive protective destructive familiar and distant Illicit within visions divine intervention From gods my saliva affect your decisions I spit like an infant thats quick in the instance To grab all the cash and dash like a Kenyan

Like my genie in a bottle Miss  could get me rich like a magazine-y model Before  you know it, he have her on a stroll Fresh and ripe, complexion like Acapulco Gold If I had to guess, just right, not a day old Like  a cradle robber, copped her off, shop a trailer-load Know  the right number, you can get her And hit it while you wouldve sold to the highest bidder, like Fruits  and berries, bring daddy loot in a hurry Just be cute, and dont worry Type to make a nigga hallucinate and admit it Then she started losing weight and letting everybody hit it Bitter  Always kept me happy, never had a problem with her She used to let me use her, back when I was looser Respect her until to this day and never did abuse her I told her Ill be faithful, but she dont believe me I probably couldve been, if Id never meet Evie She make me feel all fuzzy inside, its loco You wont get nowheres near her if youre broke though Kept a shorty, man, find em much thinner If caught, I get mad time just for touching her Knock wood, so much for hymens So fly, she should be in the sky with diamonds Little young thing, she liked to do the tongue thing At times she would play hard to get, fronting Or something, she made me feel like the number one king Run into her now, and we still catch a fun fling Met her out in Central Park—thats one sign Had the God mentally sparked, reflecting sunshine She said, You need to stop messing with that white girl She fucking with your head and got your heart in a tight curl We messed around once or twice, but she dont know me She helped me get money at the dunce price OT And Miss Hazy, older woman, mature black Everytime she sees me, I end up gettin towed back All she want me to do is blaze it crazy The only one complaint is that she make me too lazy Sugar-mommy laced me with the butter navy Avi Just her way to make up for the headaches that she gave me Its all gravy, when Im done getting my mack on Ally is always there to help me get back on

Yeah... I just ate Doritos and shit Look What’s beauty? What’s beauty? Everything is beautiful It’s not only physical I’m about to preach no biblical Yeah I’m kind a bit of lyrical Reunite the human race that Will be a miracle You wearing Gucci, Prada but it doesn’t mean it’s beautiful Don’t be a fool and Open your eyes And realize Your ego is not the real you Just be a wise Me? I’m here expressing my art I’m in a good state of mind I try to balance with my heart I’m dark skin but I shine And don’t worry honey you don’t need make up you’re still fine My grandma always told me be wise Be nice and praise to the most high They say the sky’s the limit There’s no limit that’s a real lie And facts You wanna buy your girl a ring But you gotta pays your taxes Late night receiving weird texts by your ex Claiming that he wanna be around you like a necklace Listen I’ve never acted gangster or thug Shout out to my parents for the education and love Like J. Cole no features but went platinum My mood swings like the weather in Belgium Only reunited with your family at Christmas eve They want to tell us this world is fucked because of a woman, Eve Don’t give up and believe in yours dreams Try to love not to hate ‘Cause the monster in this planet are the humans being I’m being honest Aye The only beauty is your soul not your not shape uh The only beauty is your soul not your not shape uh The only beauty is your soul not your not shape

Here’s a thought maybe it isn’t maybelline But, the weakest link in ya DNA is the helix Ya ancestry weak I wouldn’t 23 and me it Ya frontal lobe blown a 25-watt lightbulb That’s when ya copped a herringbone Only problem my spit takes corrode gold Don’t make me peel back and expose soul Drag ya to motown 25 and have ya hit the high notes, Aero with a low end theory,I’m Einstein but violent by design, Perhaps That’s just a Jedi mind trick, Or,I’ll smash Ya over ya breadbasket like a Heimlich My works are extra terra while yall just do the dirt. Most ballers wanna be like mike And only rock the Jersey, So they serve to eat my words once the verse ready,check One two earning minimum wage ya can’t pay dues, by twelve o’clock new york time guess whose fairy tails through, breaking news, I’m shattering dreams and ripping crews, Running on fumes the equivalent Of an emcee squared peep my track record as evidence, Saying Aeromos in vain is health hazordous, Got so much game a riflemen can’t shake a stick at this You talk about being students of the game I am the game JR Aero obese with the belly of the beast The behemoth in wolf mink eating mutton You cant tuck this chain of events, when My daily digest is all chemical, penicillin On levels sisteen chapel prestigious You swear you copped the golden fleece But you only leased ya homies freestyle Aint the one to police Im anti freeze The type to pull an AC to shoot the breeze Being facetious forget a sweep Hand over an em oh pee so I can mop any Mash out posse, King Kong or ceaser Youll get snatched off the canopy By this harpy eagle, carpe diem sea To shining sea practicing manifest destiny Traversing turf my word is the King James Version, My three sixteens compose of Bible verses, And decapitates serpents With a belief system that descends Upon Olympians, to any mortal listening Even given props is the equivalent Of getting ya skull caved in with suede timbs, Leaving witnesses like sess is A vegetative state when I light up studio sessions, I dont get paid royalties but severance

Vice valley villains Chilling while we thinking To kill these little girls Since I aint really feeling em Oh, then I say Oh youre like the sun Brining all the Pain to me When you come around I hate my day She told me Youre the perfect one To just quit music And keep on using dro I told her I will rock this microphone.. always Fuck it Kicking off my Adidas Scribble out my halo Watch my demons come forth from the screens Solitary and Im far from hitting jackpots in Vegas Cop the pot and rotate in the stars Cosmoses sentences giving ya mind some space Painting up the basics of a mosaic industry When youre rich in auras everything is the most important Even when the world around starts crumbling Grass fumbling Doubling the light in my tunnel Fire in the jungle The night cant muzzles my trouble Im not colorful just burning with spite Animal side going wild looking for the right appetite Glass skies only seeing whats inside Nothing ripe for me to slice Nation wide we occupied Thinking who could redo the typo For all I know you could be blind throwing down twice gambling my life away Dont trip on the ricochet by my wordplay Rid your eyes of evil let your sight catalyze from my rhymes Enlightening the blown out until I get a full count world wide My mama told me to write a story before i die Well here it is the shit that makes your hair stick up The supply of a whip that only fits in my mind Dipped into my third eye now they strict with it saying that I dream to big No fast forward only rewinding in the worlds orders Pause and try to find some help Picked a pig quick to bring to home coming Digged so deep I ended up choosing me Weird how I cant find my self No grip and the lust is still automatic Love aint happening The double standard cinematic is channeled to nothing but static My theory was to plug out. now Im underground Idiotic child raised around nothing but photographs and some kanye west Mom meet me halfway there Pop was the shot of the house I guess No need to cry now I just move it to the side like italics My balance always bold like over passes Flow with some ink my gut Spit on chords now Ill see whos about to hang up

Intro : When I was led to you I knew you were the one for me I swear the whole world could feel my Heartbeat Verse : Blackman in action, back to real rappin, back to real rhymin, Yall see my style? Been at it for a while and it makes you smile like a child, im so wild, Look, im vilain whos chillin, make you reel it in real smoothly, bout to kick shit like my name was Bruce lee, Flowing on this muhfuckin MF DOOM Beat, im a true beast, indeed and you just decrease while i release Killa bars like im in prison, theres no competition its straight dismission, in addition, you can see my fuckin vision, true division with all this rеligion, All though, i dont kno alot, i just do crazy shit and i take my Shot, Freestylin real quick, yeah you know thats Hot, Fuck with mе and ill leave you in a fuckin box, thot

Practice survival tactics Nigga where the matches Money under the mattress Got this marijuana in me serving as distractions Wouldnt be the worst thing thatll happen Gee he a genie sitting next to me I rub his lamp and now we magic Quit your childish blabbing Ive been washed over with the bad no wonder why I wreaking havoc Fashion hella disguised you couldnt even sew the fabric So cold I hold the North Pole captive Im too old for a hoe thats acting too bashful Hard to be biblical spiritual when they always got the news flashing Media wasnt my shit so I formed a new habit Now this flow is all I got Plus the fam, and the mob From the hill Fuck yo squad about Hill mob smoke the supersonic loud Need the biz we sport the black and then mob it out Run yo pockets need a dollar we cant talk it out If you mad speak it up what the fuck yo problem bout You know my niggas problematic From the ten, the city clappin so I had to match it Show them titerary glands if you feel the magic From the land where the guns do the chitter chatter And niggas tryna get the bread with a lil batter Nigga please you aint even see a nigga squeeze Trees all in my system Life is what you make it so my niggas never mistaking the mission Fuck bitches, get money Fuck these niggas, get money Fuck opinions, get money And put yo niggas on, put you niggas on,x

This the first step for achieving the inner peace that you seek through the readings The snakes and the viruses blood out the irises And my third eye blinded by the sciences Im on mind guided shit Play the violin and preach violence on the roof tops we huddle in I smuggle in kilos of butter then break bread in the gutter with the other man cuz the conflict is constant and Im the better man With the weed and xannies cuz lifes too short to get hung up on family or bullshit whatever Stop stressing Your present is past you your future is brand new Thats cliche whatever But I got revelations on days When the weather dont rain Got demons and dames withering away Got bills that just sprung up So dont get hung up Lifes too short to get hung up I knew I was evil genius When I met the priestess And unleashed this fiend That feast on the all the lobbyist Your word should be your work not a team full of bodies with no hobbys thats obvious But try to just Imagine us a world full of strategists That act in opposition to the curve and the word is the currency exchanged And the wuwei is balanced and the poon tang is bountiful People held accountable For their actions and interactions Sans acting a fool and shit said in rap hits Im asking for passing the masses My opium and smoke it like the nicotine thats gassing Your chakras and rasta around me Astounding The limitless foundry of mind I could render If given an hour of time I remind you Is useless Im lifted youre clueless This sadbox a movement Like snakes Im an agent thats praying for nooses Resistance is useless I told you Lifes too short to get hung up

DOOM nominated for the best rolled Ls And they wondered how he dealt with stress so well Wild guess? You could say he stay sedated Some say buddha-ed, some say faded

Sit on the docks, ankles in the lake Sometimes I sit out and wonder why some people are fake Add you to their groups and treat you like your worth some high value They have friends that view you as a tool, they entrap you In their bullshit acts, you follow, they laugh at you Once I saw the shit they said about me behind my back, that blew I always used to have thoughts on if I just had fake friends It seems like some people I knew only wanted me for dividеnds Maybe it looks that way if you look through the wrong lens But I rеally think some just want me to follow their trends When I was younger, Id meet fuckers whod switch on a dime Theyd be buddy-buddy, then think Im yucky so quick with spare time Yo Sid, wanna meet up at 6? youre so dope We wanna explore the forest behind your house I said nope Aww you fuckin wimp, you never wanna do nothing fun You just said I was dope, please cope, were fucking done I make it very clear I dont like everybody The last trait you could give to me is gaudy Im kept to myself and I dont mind peace and quiet I may sound like a punk on record but Id never wanna riot I never did all the things of a normal teenager But trust me, Im not saying that like I was greater Explore abandoned houses, go to malls, start clubhouses Too crowded, rather stay here and barely move like molasses I doubted Id have any friends by senior year And that came true, but trust me, Im not rolling down tears I could barely get along with anybody past the 8th grade But its not like I tried or I got persuade And I dont think people who didnt know me thought Id start a crusade My interest in others decayed, it aint like my psyche was delayed Could this be considered a downgrade? Probably, well played

By the way, I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams in fiftys Be up on mad schemes that heat shop like jiffy-pop In a instant get smoked like Winston Cigarettes Hos get ripped off like Nicorette patch In real life the real trife scene Might snatch ya life like assault machine Rifle, dead up setup like bull-fight Be blunted how we like couldnt white or in full flight The unemotional call me anti-social On the run off thе gun death tally commercial Death vallеy is like rehearsal to the streets To my peeps G.M., MF on the beat Rhymes is chosen like the weapons of war So keep from steppin on my floor or delivery front door I bring it to yall motherfuckers master yours My disaster cause: Hell... in gas drawls The supervillain cooler than a million, I be chillins Still quick to slice squares like Sicilians Dont make me have to hurt them feelings Ill ruin you in the dirt that I be doin in my dealings Sendin spirits through the ceilin, chrome peelin Dome blown within the comforts of your own home Grown big wheelin and high rollin I hold the lye, it keeps the sty on my eye swollen Holdin, foldin the pal Known as massive-versatile I’d like to big-em-up Monsta Isle Uummm, Yeah I saw you in Hell with them gas drawls Mhm To my brother Subroc and Black Ju I crack brew for, two more, three men, two up I hit the brew up like nobody knows how X the unseen feels When giving crews a brush with death like between meals Two times a day with brothers thats tight like a noose With more rhymes in use than Dr. Seuss or motherfuckin mother goose X the suspicious flirter Who every hooker hearda, next to malicious murda A track type vicious fulfillin the pipe wishes The misses may be legal minus the baby eagle Any given summers eve dont breathe Sixteen shots I do believe and one up the sleeve Master of the O who predict ya last pause I told yall, Hell and gas drawls Breakin glass and plastic jaw like federal drastic law Fed up from fightin secret war wit them Fantastic Four Versus Doom wit the metal face before I go to state The ho better settle case The flow is at pedal pace steady like tricycles Beware all suckas is froze like icicles And baggin bitches like nickels Cause I licked em where they tickle before I hit the clit though Ima split till I pronounce More hits than a ounce no doubt About ta bounce, X the unannounced, Im out And I like to give a shoutout to the brother Jet Jaguar Megalon and King Geedorah I call this joint right here Gas Drawls In Hell with yours

Lyrics from Snippet What happens when the poles shift? Won’t matter for shit who you roll with Cold and stiff, hold the if If in case you need a facelift sold a gift Rip it like space-time foam, fold the rift The sun still shines in the morning He ain’t promising more, but its definitely scorching Like an iceball, off guard, soft, hard Ask him if he give an F like report card Out-spit em’ like Jonah Add bonuses, intel suggests they had no cojoneses In this microphone biz, it’s slaughter That’s on his 3 pre-mature daughters aortas The thought was, uh, quarters, halfs, wholes A roll. Likе good times sold like good dimes It’s just bеgun to began to begin To end, to start back again for smarter men And their retarded friend

I have to go brush my teeth And then theyre probably Not even gonna do anything Because they’re probably still wasted Again, again Great now how did this happen Her and her friends look at me And their always laughing A bitch is a bitch but I keep Hopping around like a lapin They wont tap in Because they would rather be napping I feel like a clown because they Keep on bringing me down I wanna take em outta town But yet they let me drown I be telling myself to stay away I be missing my shot When I shoot the prey All day, everyday And surely never get my way I slid on my kicks And I jumped out the door Decided you know what I do not give a shit anymore I kept my eyes straight With no girlies in sight And then I heard hey You wanna spend the night I turned around And yes I think I saw the light And she said no not you My type is not really your height Damn really Again Hey your nice Maybe you can be my friend Nope Not a chance Have fun in finance When I’m popping bottles in France Remember that time, oh yeah Way back in highschool You played me like a dummy Now who the fuck is the fool

Sing it, bring it, back to your laboratory While hes in his oratory, glorious like a horror story The mask is like Jason He told the place not to let the basket type case in He could be some kind of wacko Waitin for the chance to heat the pipes like a crack ho He busted in, blessed be the Lord Who believe any mess they read up on a message board If so, I got bridges for the low low Same bitch a-go dry snitchin to the popo Here, orange peel stogs for the whole tier Feel like Ive been gone over a year, came home to old gear It was the shit when I first scooped it At least I get to sit out in New York and curse stupid Plead the fifth, sip wine stiffly Patiently come up and be spiffy in a jiffy Gift for the grind, criminal mind shifty cat Swift with the nine through a fifty nine fifty hat Well edumacated, he heard it when he meditated In deep theta, let her hate the creep later Dedicated cheap skata who keeps data Say he stay self medicated to sleep later Side effects is similar to sugar pill Whoever go next on the mic he put a booger, ill And made his exit on some calm shit Begged him on the regular for kegs of more vomit

Renasce na encosta um novo fulgor Sao raios e luzes de rotar uma flor É tão raro, tão raro, sentir esse frescor São disparos tão claros, de um novo humor Calor, outono ainda tem seu primor Colagens de momentos que exaltam cor Pro alfaiate do céu, violeta, escarlate Semana, sua rotina tem cheiro de novidade Então invade, sons, tons, do ré mi A vida ainda vale, anuncia o bem te vi A vitrine fez se espelho, foi então que refleti Ô só , Deus ainda anda por aqui Então coloque sеu vestido, num dia de domingo Tocando Charles Mingus, não fico comеdido Cê sabe, comovido, com seus olhos dando um brilho Dizendo que essa vida é muita além de tudo isso Espero que a sorte traga me então paz Amigos, ser mais forte, é algo pra correr atrás Eu desejo algo a mais, do que a vida só me trás A saúde dos meus pais, conviver com eles mais, bem mais Ser leve estar de bem com mundo, ver pontes muito além desses extensos muros A verdade se esconde no bendito fruto Então talvez seja por isso que eu me sinta impuro “Embora tenham dito não comas do fruto A árvore do jardim ela é pra todo mundo Tu não morre, não padece, transforme todo seu mundo Abra o olho, se conhece, veja o mundo além do dúbio Não aceite imposições, defina suas posições Questione definições, construa opiniões Se desperte para o mundo sem o véu das ilusões Tem um lado mais profundo que trás mil revelações, milhões Eu falo em troca da minha paz, que do pó retornarás Maldita entre os animais, que sem pé rastejarás E a dor multiplicai, a homem submeterais…

Goddamn it Super motherfucking villain goddamn it About to get these millions, stacks and shit Yo, his dip tried to tell him Ooh, youre like the sun Chasing all of the rain away When you come around, you bring brighter days She told him Youre the perfect one For me and you forever will be He told her I will rock this microphone ... always! I grip this mic like I give a freak about this mic Im not a nigga that be a constipated monkey Im Lucky like Im real Lucky I would rather collect Benjamin Money Class Clown Im not even funny Because Im serious about hip hop hoppin bunny Im Freestyling over MF Doom so thats lucky Fuck a nigga hating on me because you a dummy Im Kidding I dont have to be loved Ya Cant love me Even if give a fuck

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