Genre: Hip Hop-Rap
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Keywords:
Deadly Minds (1), LFK (3), Lightfingers Klepto (4), Speed Racer (1), Holistik (40), Grimy (3), Bass (230), Hip-Hop (63), Rap (176), Kurbstomp (48)
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Description:
Two emcees droppin' some grimy, yet educated hip-hop.Lyrics:
(Holistik) We're back! (LFK) Like a pimpstick's attackLike a trick hittin' crack, I don't get into that In the back of my mind I'm convinced of my ability The only sh-t they drop is when they usin' the facilities I'm ill at ease, like I'm covered in swarms of killa bees Tryin' 'em as they killin' me, holla if ya feelin' me Still it seems my time is shorter than life expectancy To people named Sara Konna peeped in the directory (I don't know if that's the line, I've never asked him what he meant here) They'll never get the best of me, I'll battle them eventually But in the mean time I'll cook up powder like a recipe Get baked puffin' sess and be blinded by the light And get blown like Johnny Depp in Old Discarded Mics (Holistik) Yo, a duo! Massive intelligent death margin Strong and the weak and the wack get partied I'mma step larger and start to bust My mission statement of rhymin' is find hearts to crush You all huff and puff, bitch, complain and yack And when you given the chance you wont take it back It'll make you wack, attack brain and mind It'll blatantly break your back leg and spine You have vacant eyes and pack peagan lies My massive statement's a great one, you can't wait to die My rap bakes your rhymes, you find failure instead With Klepto and all of his lines nailin' your head (LFK) We two of a kind, usin' only truth in our lines Abusin' the minds of people who're amused by our rhymes A fool can't decide, doin' time like a patricide When we kill pop and still drop (Holistik) Underground hip-hop! (LFK) We have to hide, 'cause the window doesn't mean nothin' If they know who's inside, my crew combines like Jedi Minds Steadily climb, and always will to the end of time (Holistik) We a pathogen that's entered your mind [Chorus] (Both) We're back! (Holistik) Better than y'all, hard to stop us (Both) You're wack! (Holistik) More clever than all this fake nonsense (Both) In fact! (LFK) Instead of the mall and doin' shoppin' (Both) The tracks! (LFK) Are just us whenever we be talkin' (Holistik) Me and B prevail now, not later! I'm rated hot, often I stop to drop haters Most will start to panic, askin' if I'm done By the time I turn I find they grabbin' at they guns! F-ck weapons! I hope that you jokes are done steppin'! I enlighten minds for life with one lesson! Best to confess of your faults and failed traits You're jailbait, you wait in stalemate My compile rate violates live fellows I'mma put a packet of acid inside your pillow I'm an armadillo wit' a shell made of integrity Keep eggin' me, I'm saving these partakings of your knavery Behave or be destroyed, what's your best option? I'd like to see the best on the block with less talkin' The rest freeze when we start to bust I'm done with practice you bastards I am hard enough You're far from my rap, you're a link that I'll sever I don't think that you're bad, I just think that I'm better What, you think that you're clever? Maybe so But I'm a fist in comparison to a baby's toe (LFK) This some evil rap, let the blood clot like a hemostat Seems you jacked the microphone but real rap needs it back You need the track, like drug addicts who always fiend for crack We keep it phat, but they get beat with bats I speak exactly precisely and nicely, fighting with a mic piece I might be Scheming on a nice based attack, I might make it back But I like when your wife says she likes when I rap, I'm not nice, I'm an ass! In class I laugh last and first, not a clown, knock 'em down They ridin' in a herse, what's worse is you don't know how reality hurts What's a fallacy worth? 'Cause blood gushes in spurts Seems we all break our necks to return to the Earth After birth, but first I wanna learn, watch emcees get burned (Holistik) Eh yo, we beat 'em and leave 'em, believin' we be the demons Releasin' heat on an evenin' so all the evil is leavin' Uneven secant of freedom to calculate that I'm breathin' Immaculate for the reason that half your sh-t isn't decent [Chorus] (Both) We're back! (Holistik) Never to fall off the logic (Both) You're wack! (Holistik) Remember to call off your offense (Both) In fact! (LFK) Instead of the mall and doin' shoppin' (Both) The tracks! (LFK) Are just us whenever we be talkin' Hardware:
iMac G5, LTO Max-100 mixer, Shure SM58 microphoneSoftware:
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You must be registered and logged-in to comment. it must be dem ECB boys again and there vulgar rap &mdash 01/09/06 - 12:11:47 AM
it must be dem ECB boys again and there vulgar rap &mdash 01/12/06 - 03:20:36 AM
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