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Emcee Solo featuring. Ridahaz & Rizzo
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Date Posted: 17:45:58 02/02/03 Sun
[Emcee Solo]
My tongue is like an artifact, makin rapper's necks retract
Actin 'all'a that' but its ficticous when you kickin facts
I'm flippin tracks with spats of pristine reminisce
Cleaned my image, then expand like bacterial cists
This, you couldn't touch with a joke if I was ticklish
Invoke shame, like cats with skills upon they Christmas list
Try to diss so I inflict spasms and shivers
You deliver dumb like raisin' middle fingers at mirrors
Its absurd, gats? I'm blastin cats with words
No need to feel, cause once they've heard they higher than birds
I never lost the magic, oozing illness like spores
Inflicting blisters and sores on false faggots like skin pores
I want more, till I score it to mine
My bullets make bee-lines at weak rhymes, its about time
So just remember that rhymin ain't nuttin but a past time
{Ridahaz}
I'm viscious in my ways, terrorist to the gays
Startled fags with my lazors and blinded bitches with my rays
Fuckin give a shit what I say or I'll leave you knocked out
Your cocked out like hens, or maybe I'll leave you in a blackout
Your wack now, Ridah just given y'all some heat (haha)
Layin down a track, Thanks for Xzibit for the beat (fo'sho)
Ferocious brats gettin attacked by gats shootin verbal weaponry
I'm hexin all better than me and leaving in victory
Y'all is a bitch to me, Threatenin with paragraphs
But this is audio and I'ma leave a fuckin aftermath
Call the police on me and just be left gutted like fish
Serve you like a dish, I come special with my ish
Scripted demonising words, that cut like machetes
I ain't scared to mow you down and shoot with my uzis
But fuck bullets I just seem to drop my ill rhyme
So just remember that rhymin ain't nuttin but a past time
(Rizzo)
Yeh i'm Rhyming for my culture [to let em know]
What Rizzo looks like when Rizzo in a roster
You know me as Rizzo the greatest of a boaster
[no its Rizzo responsible for the dope stuff]
I'm worth five mics so tell me your scources
killing Mc's thats why i'm battling corspes
Go to your funerals just sleep with there daughter
hearing my shit will make you distorder
got ya fans cancelling ya albums pre-orders
original illness giving you fakers the flu
imprivising you acting finally catch up on you
Kriminals of sound still bring in the pounds n'
i'll admit i'm half is good as you, times 10,000
loc crime ain't nuthin but a past time
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