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Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2009 8:50 am
When im In a war
I’m like the Minotaur, with a hint of Thor
So hit the floor, first i`ll watch you flop n then I flatten
Explosions leave a fallout Farah Fawcett couldn’t fathom
If I lost it was a phantom, im the unfurled satanic king
Al Qaeda with swine flu, the whole worlds panicking
I’m BOLD, actin in manic sin, cold as Atlantic swims
They claim dopeness, but I remain unsold like the manikin
In hoods like mechanics n I survived the madness
Coz my heart thrives in absence, I was baptized in absinthe
Im back for minute, now its time to make the shallow flea
Son still in front, thats why they gotta shadow me
With no lack of ease, i could turn em into cattle feed
If i was that intrigued, id urn the fuckin battle league
This a return from a rap fatigue, the new cats is lackin
I`ll have em breakin down on stage like Paris Jackson
Bars is wack son, plus they got weak mans personas
Dudes full of bullshit like the streets of Pamplona
Off the bat like a homer, Scorsese spittin….Raging Bull
Rakim with writtens….yep im Paid in Full,
I was made to school, bitch I`ll skin your whore
I`ll show the Democrats you can win with Gore
Theres more!
In the test of strength, Cee`s an ox without flaw
They`ll be left in a box like they wanna fight southpaw
When i fight the bouts raw, I gotta rip coz its ma duty
I don’t distil brandy but make spirits out the fruity
This spit aint bout the booty, but girls feelin that im sexy
Real talk!....only ma dealer wanna ex me
Be reelin if they left me, my attitude aint gonna charm
im electric chair, conceited, so vain like Madonna arms
Leavin prima donnas harmed, u got dogs well I see over it
I’ll axe ya fuckin pits and I aint sprayin with deodorant
Coz Im the kinda guy that don’t fuck with emotions
Some fags more bitch ass than Joe Budden promotions
I`ll burn a damn ocean, im hotter but its slaughter that I thrive in
Type to murder a fat chick just to broaden the horizon
If theres a god I should despise him, coz im called the ill son
But im on the ball like Wilson, and i`ll hook em all like Hilson
Or maybe fall back, proclaim retirement like im all that
Nah fuck rap, like a one night stand i`ll just never call back
I’m like the Minotaur, with a hint of Thor
So hit the floor, first i`ll watch you flop n then I flatten
Explosions leave a fallout Farah Fawcett couldn’t fathom
If I lost it was a phantom, im the unfurled satanic king
Al Qaeda with swine flu, the whole worlds panicking
I’m BOLD, actin in manic sin, cold as Atlantic swims
They claim dopeness, but I remain unsold like the manikin
In hoods like mechanics n I survived the madness
Coz my heart thrives in absence, I was baptized in absinthe
Im back for minute, now its time to make the shallow flea
Son still in front, thats why they gotta shadow me
With no lack of ease, i could turn em into cattle feed
If i was that intrigued, id urn the fuckin battle league
This a return from a rap fatigue, the new cats is lackin
I`ll have em breakin down on stage like Paris Jackson
Bars is wack son, plus they got weak mans personas
Dudes full of bullshit like the streets of Pamplona
Off the bat like a homer, Scorsese spittin….Raging Bull
Rakim with writtens….yep im Paid in Full,
I was made to school, bitch I`ll skin your whore
I`ll show the Democrats you can win with Gore
Theres more!
In the test of strength, Cee`s an ox without flaw
They`ll be left in a box like they wanna fight southpaw
When i fight the bouts raw, I gotta rip coz its ma duty
I don’t distil brandy but make spirits out the fruity
This spit aint bout the booty, but girls feelin that im sexy
Real talk!....only ma dealer wanna ex me
Be reelin if they left me, my attitude aint gonna charm
im electric chair, conceited, so vain like Madonna arms
Leavin prima donnas harmed, u got dogs well I see over it
I’ll axe ya fuckin pits and I aint sprayin with deodorant
Coz Im the kinda guy that don’t fuck with emotions
Some fags more bitch ass than Joe Budden promotions
I`ll burn a damn ocean, im hotter but its slaughter that I thrive in
Type to murder a fat chick just to broaden the horizon
If theres a god I should despise him, coz im called the ill son
But im on the ball like Wilson, and i`ll hook em all like Hilson
Or maybe fall back, proclaim retirement like im all that
Nah fuck rap, like a one night stand i`ll just never call back