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¤¤¤MURDERUZ RHYTHEM KILLAS¤¤¤
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Date Posted: 21:26:10 06/28/01 Thu
Author Host/IP: spider-tj044.proxy.aol.com/152.163.213.194
¤¤INFÅMØU§ §†RÅNG€R¤¤
Ayo i get you mind twisted and have you runnin' in place/
doin' shit for me like you was the genie of the vase/
or lamp whatever the fuck you call it/
my rhymes are like liquor, bitch and you're an alcoholic/
'cause all the rhymes i spit you drink it right up/
don't you know just cause i spit ill shit drinkin' it don't make you tough?/
extra crispy is the way you'll end up gettin' burned by my flame/
i'll infiltrate your infrastructure and make ya family feel the same/
I’ll make you die from internal asphyxiation/
If you don’t think my shit was hott you must’ve not been listening/
I got my mind’s eye glistening, supercharged like it was a transmission/
I can get away wit murda like i was president Nixon/
While you over there fishin’ for compliments that you never be getting/
if i lose a battle it'd be like Christ dying from crucifixtion/
cause it'd take me 33 years just to get me down/
and even then in 3 days i'll come right back around/
Ayo my rhymes dig deeper than intraveneous needles/
rippin' up ya style "Solo" like Mario Van Peebles/
ya name is staypuffed, cause stayin puff is what ya good at/
cause bein' that way is the only way you think you can touch this cool cat/
and you just a hot dog/
cause i'm eatin' up ya style/
if my rhymes had a length it'd be 5 miles/
my rhymes are so fluid they flow like the Nile/
and ya rhymes just got burnt up by a nigga wit a hotter style/
-¤¤VICIOUSLY CANBALISTIC¤¤-
The best? I'm twice this, Undoubtedly the M.R.K. nicest,
I come wit enough energy to end the California power crisis,
Sick of concieted suckas with no skill, I'm pullin their health,
Gut out their insides, So now they no longer "full of themselves,"
Keepin the vibe, My styles like bile when it's seeping inside,
Put the jaws of life on your head to say you got eaten alive,
Treat kids domes like bananna's, 1 twist and i'm peelin back,
Must be a curious mother-fucker because i'm always killin cats,
The dopest, Ya betta play like Ford and Escape when I Focus,
Others make points with periods, I make statments with MRK's,
Leavin more backs wet up than the U S / Mexico border,
Vicious always commin in first, Even when ya use alphebetical order,
While some cats got bows to earn, I got maaad flow to burn,
My fingers aimed at the 'shift' key, Past the point of no return,
Feel the lotion, I put rims and caps on the wheel's of motion,
Yall flows compare with deep puddles, Mine deal's with oceans,
Leavin mortars blown with my skills only a quarter shown,
Stand blowed on intersections just to be deemed a corner-stone,
Vicious up above ability, Ya life is the cost of you not feelin me,
Beat me? I'll put the chance in a tail-pipe and exhaust the possibility...
-¤¤DANGERUZ AKKLAIM¤¤-
I catch a slump and fall, skimmin' mediocrity/might be jumpin' off, but still keepin' my philosophy/I aint slouchin' tho', straight loungin' bro, fah me it dont take respect, dap, or pound ta flow/fah u, in decline u fail, lookin' slightly pale/go ahead, sleep n' rest chump, might as well/u in a snare and trapped, tired?, nap and doze/
contents under pressure, u're too relaxed ta know/Deadalous flows set to explode, pressure holds it in/Actions under stress is what measures hos in men/Better close tha bin, before hopless kin lose oxygen/Mistresses clothed in sin, lure men wit “true” confidence/Gettin’ blue not in sense, compliments of physical self/
Hidin’ the genital welts, tuckin' balls wit critica lstealth/That’s true for most, image is kept, by power guys/Tongue bumps tower lies, mc gets shot, a coward dies/
Thousands will cry, inflation sounds of night, feathered nonsense/All for a few bad cats, hidin’ faces under pressured contents
-¤¤INFAMOUS STRANGER¤¤-
Infamous has a scepter, these imbeciles get nonsense as a lecture…
Because I tend to go off if I have my contents under pressure…
Having it like a dust rush when I combust, don’t trust vision…
I pity beef, slicin chumps within 50 feet if u don’t have enough distance…
Crush writtens, go to a skeet shooting range and start hurlin my foes…
Plus Infamous always flips dope, like weed heads stirrin a bowl…
When im tipsy, make lips bleed and there’s no lucky dodge…
Then you’ll see that I raped Jesus, cuz im your fucking god…
I got a toilet talkin potty mouth see, I like to talk lots of shit…
And like terrorist bombings on movie theaters, im a box office hit…
Passin the gauge while im laughin I spray, start unlatchin this blade…
And if you reminess about the old times, I leave your ‘back’ in the day…
¤¤¤MURDERUZ RHYTHEM KILLAS¤¤¤
AKA
¤¤¤RED EVIL DEVELS¤¤¤
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