"Creme De La Creme" (Lyrical Madness) Mutual & Dom Collab
Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 12:49 am
sumin we been workin on my verse is an audio an i thought i'd get a text version up an who better to do it with than dom so ya know
how can u sucumb the potent mundaine simpleness
an obstacle not impossible to knock through it's nimbleness
the logistics seen in this shyt are improbable
ya straight up but ya so far back in the closet like narnia chronicles
cloaked with daggers this lyrical ability means focus matters
roped n battered like a mirror into pieces like you shattered
morphin shape to concentrate on different alagories
greatness,godlike,omnipotent a hybrid inbetween so many categories
u add some for me i was raised for fame ya life is such a saddened story
so abrogate talk to me then abjudicate my words meant i was born for glory
a connotation into darkness when teh light goes off
i just excel past hard tasks jus call me microsoft
tryin to find my node but also with my algorythm
see my bounded depth,none like a supercomputers system
enter the chronological backtracking what will you find
take my chances get lost treking through my mind
every shovinist pig hopin it's him who gets our empire
when it's the me they get mean i show who is really higher
not for hire partially because none of you procrastinate
you have hate ya feet stuck in the ground i jus elevate
alleviate all ya problems into the sky see them straight
deviate between right an wrong an then appreciate
the prisoners shud all be hanged so that when my chronicle divots
i'll be shoutin FUCK"IN" PRISONS like i was on a congicle visit
my mind has no constraints u jus fail to dillusions of grandre
no propaganda i am the best no deductions dont get me angered
get out ya fuckin dictionaries see that all of dems right
damm right i struck all of ya nerves i must've hit a dendrite
u Know Ain't Nobody's Gnna Match-These-Tight-Raps ..||
And Anyone Spitting After Me's an Anticlimax ..||
Sitting High On Codeine, Feeling Nice-And-Sweet ..||
i Can Still Smell The Bitch i Had Last Night-On-Me ..||
She Didn't Have To Fight-For-Me, But She Did-it-Anyway ..|| (Hehe)
And That's All i Wrote Last Night^, Guess ill Finish-This-Today ..||
ill Maim u Thinkin ur Amazing, All im Seeing is Lame-Spits ..||
it's Like ur On a Good Diet Dude, u Never Gain-Shit ! ..||
My Flow's Oh-So-Savage, u Can't Clone-This-Magic ..||
Every Rap's a Reminder u Got No Hope-To-Match-This ..||
it's Just Natural Growth-And-Talent, Time To Change-The-Scheme ..||
Y'all Are Chasing-Dreams That Die The Second ur Facing-Me ..||
i Know The Alphabet Like i Fuckin invented-The-Shit ..||
Lyrics Like Africa, 99 Percent-Of-it's-Sick ..||
Burstin Fuckin Bubbles, Still Causing Trouble-Within-The-Site ..||
And i Don't See u With Drunk Eyes, But i Got 'W's-in-My-Sights' ..||
Keep Trying With ur Verses-Dude, im Still Gnna Murder-u ..||
im Like a Keyboard, The More u Hit Me The More Words-i-Spew ..||
Y'all Stay-On-My-Cock, u Jokes u Think ur Making-it ? Not ..||
Fuck ur Dreams, Only a Hearse Will Be 'Movin ur Name-On-a-Box' ..||
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how can u sucumb the potent mundaine simpleness
an obstacle not impossible to knock through it's nimbleness
the logistics seen in this shyt are improbable
ya straight up but ya so far back in the closet like narnia chronicles
cloaked with daggers this lyrical ability means focus matters
roped n battered like a mirror into pieces like you shattered
morphin shape to concentrate on different alagories
greatness,godlike,omnipotent a hybrid inbetween so many categories
u add some for me i was raised for fame ya life is such a saddened story
so abrogate talk to me then abjudicate my words meant i was born for glory
a connotation into darkness when teh light goes off
i just excel past hard tasks jus call me microsoft
tryin to find my node but also with my algorythm
see my bounded depth,none like a supercomputers system
enter the chronological backtracking what will you find
take my chances get lost treking through my mind
every shovinist pig hopin it's him who gets our empire
when it's the me they get mean i show who is really higher
not for hire partially because none of you procrastinate
you have hate ya feet stuck in the ground i jus elevate
alleviate all ya problems into the sky see them straight
deviate between right an wrong an then appreciate
the prisoners shud all be hanged so that when my chronicle divots
i'll be shoutin FUCK"IN" PRISONS like i was on a congicle visit
my mind has no constraints u jus fail to dillusions of grandre
no propaganda i am the best no deductions dont get me angered
get out ya fuckin dictionaries see that all of dems right
damm right i struck all of ya nerves i must've hit a dendrite
u Know Ain't Nobody's Gnna Match-These-Tight-Raps ..||
And Anyone Spitting After Me's an Anticlimax ..||
Sitting High On Codeine, Feeling Nice-And-Sweet ..||
i Can Still Smell The Bitch i Had Last Night-On-Me ..||
She Didn't Have To Fight-For-Me, But She Did-it-Anyway ..|| (Hehe)
And That's All i Wrote Last Night^, Guess ill Finish-This-Today ..||
ill Maim u Thinkin ur Amazing, All im Seeing is Lame-Spits ..||
it's Like ur On a Good Diet Dude, u Never Gain-Shit ! ..||
My Flow's Oh-So-Savage, u Can't Clone-This-Magic ..||
Every Rap's a Reminder u Got No Hope-To-Match-This ..||
it's Just Natural Growth-And-Talent, Time To Change-The-Scheme ..||
Y'all Are Chasing-Dreams That Die The Second ur Facing-Me ..||
i Know The Alphabet Like i Fuckin invented-The-Shit ..||
Lyrics Like Africa, 99 Percent-Of-it's-Sick ..||
Burstin Fuckin Bubbles, Still Causing Trouble-Within-The-Site ..||
And i Don't See u With Drunk Eyes, But i Got 'W's-in-My-Sights' ..||
Keep Trying With ur Verses-Dude, im Still Gnna Murder-u ..||
im Like a Keyboard, The More u Hit Me The More Words-i-Spew ..||
Y'all Stay-On-My-Cock, u Jokes u Think ur Making-it ? Not ..||
Fuck ur Dreams, Only a Hearse Will Be 'Movin ur Name-On-a-Box' ..||
feed will be preciated an returned