Its Alive
Micz:go ahead plex...
Once derision, contempt, and pity were shown ||
abilities were meet and known, i was like 'fucking chrome' ||
blasting domes, smashing poems, slashing clones ||
busted into rocks home, and carved him into an african stone ||
passing the bones, of my enemies, once called emcees ||
spitting them keys, been doing this for centuries ||
now my brains empty, like my gat, spitting metaphorical rap ||
my documentary was called the bible, have you read that? ||
the five 0, thought you were just another dead cat ||
laying flat in the road, my illest raps, trapped in the code ||
yet to be told, my soul has yet to be sold, i'll let it unfold ||
pull the gun slow, before this game, takes its toll ||
an atheist knows, that Jesus isn't Racist ||
he's black as gold, dealing with all these facist ||
hos, who make shit, but can't back up a statement ||
soo, i'm pacing..nowhere to go.Adjacent with crows ||
I'm a savage when, i'm battling you with a pad an pen ||
C+ -micz - we are not your average men ||
Micz:
my mind glides, rule i dont abide by, visions through my blind eye
a path, i designed mine, im glad i could just find mine
informed from a wise guy, to leave the trash behind mine
my career is defined by, devines lines, destroy minds from what i write.
its alive, a reason to continue to strive, fuck the drive bys, you wont even ride by
why lie?all of my life, intelligence was something i couldnt survive by
but now im a wise guy,see through minds, with my 5 eyes
in a mental slumber, but revived by, jesus, never would he deprive lives
with my 5 knives, your future wives die,the sky i arrived by
supply highs and deny crys,energize shy guys,
all my spies lie, im deadly like those guys from july guy
lines too complex when i imply mine,no retries, waiting for replies
the time is ticking, the mind is spinning, like hes high
i've been nice from the beginning,whose rhymes are u ending,please try
ur in a terrible situation like countries going to war with crappy kings, you'll die
all my life i didnt really like happy things, so good bye
Complexity:
rejuvenated fueling hate, on those who made it, a huge mistake ||
violated the great, annilator of fate, the lyrical hibernator ||
who escapes, these tired traders, Irate by Fakes ||
the fire blazer, make ya wake, as I take ya stake ||
Eye the laser in my Eye, thats why I'm major |||
got spys on wagers, my text is more complex then a pager ||
I'll fuck up anyone on this board like having sex with a skater ||
next I kill this traitor, not later, right now I got him capative ||
I rap sick, this shit is graphic, like accidents in heavy traffic ||
in my last spit, i told you that shit, ill rip it passive ||
I enjoy being sarcastic, still each bars drastic ||
Tar Acid, drugged up! also smoked a cigars plastic ||
u know i'm Dope, who else can match-it ||
I blast it, i spit so fantastic,.i elevate ur lyrics like a hatchet ||
then cut em the same, better then every fuck in the game ||
I'd spit harder but I have absolutely nothing to gain ||
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Its Alive.(Micz & Complexity)
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mic's verse was the best imo, had a nice rhythm to it
complex's verses were solid too
complex's verses were solid too
Respect this, specialist, black, testing this and get ya necklace jacked
Your after name scratched up off my guestlist, party freak
You the type of nigga that'll hardly speak unless you spoken to
You throw a cold screw but sober up when I'm approaching you
At the same time we postin two niggaz on that ass
Thats gonna do what they supposed to do the limelight
Snatched away from you because its my night
Killarm' blaze hotter than twilight, you better get ya lines right
Half of these crabs cant even rhyme right
[Killa Sin]
Your after name scratched up off my guestlist, party freak
You the type of nigga that'll hardly speak unless you spoken to
You throw a cold screw but sober up when I'm approaching you
At the same time we postin two niggaz on that ass
Thats gonna do what they supposed to do the limelight
Snatched away from you because its my night
Killarm' blaze hotter than twilight, you better get ya lines right
Half of these crabs cant even rhyme right
[Killa Sin]
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