Текст песни Indelible MC`s - Lyricist Lounge
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[Queen Heroin]Asides from gettin in you, the words will stain youPermanent like ink in epidermis, from tattoo artiststo scar this, thought of partnership you may have foughtfor this position and status, this entrepeneurshipMatter of fact, madness I planned this like serial killers are banishedFlows aquatic like fishes` surroundings, underground andit`s pounding, like pregnancies, with the expectancyof three times three, use my mental nine to climblike gladiator on wall, on call like physiciansto deliver my labor you savor the flavor like Punisher to the cureA parent`s birth picture, evade mixture of offspringRing ring the alarm, cause I set strong cases of firefrom my wire connections and disconnectionsto settin sparks cause then I`m wettin, microphone checkinDisrespectin amateurs plus they mentors don`t be a sore sportif it`s meant yours, just pretend I liked yours [J-Treds]I can be a bit demanding, acceptin, nothing less than the bestI don`t just flip shit anyone can kid, I stick the landingand stand out, amongst most so don`t stressTrying to touch us, you can`t come close like phone sexI stay ahead of the pack, if you fuckin with Tredsknow that I cover the spread so always bet on blackI`ll give you your money`s worth, serve up somethin deliciousWhile, most of these rappers be makin my tummy hurtGot me upset, sick of these crabs who can`t kick itAll addicted to rhyming, I`ma stick them in rehabGet em cleaned up you know, show em the light that they`reall bark and no bite, like a tree trunkWe slash and burn em, Indelibles, The Fire In Whichsuckers are finished, may they flow, rest in piecesCause we`re dominating, so while they`re busy happyjust to be nominated son, we give acceptance speechesTakin the crown, front doors, breaking em downWe some BAD MOTHERFUCKERS, that`s what many saidThey also said, your time will come, it`s time to take it causewe just couldn`t stand the wait like Jenny Craig[Bigg Jus]Now that`s my man the scripture puzzler, bringin a pain device disguiserfor infinite wisdom seeker knowledge of life rhyme provider?on dudes that just strip time codes down for my feet?to master one-twenty-four bits at ninety-six KhZWhile you just now trying to get up on Dungeon D&DThinking Indelibles will crash and burn you must be lazy and obsceneWe fire sequential flyers, my verse ?provides wrecks in concert D?Slingin em 40 bottles frozen from rooftops and projectsBeware watch below for falling objects, rupturing your opticalTwo one-hundred watt mono blocks is optionalto try to match wits with the Diamondback unstoppableBackground poseurs fiend for limelight exposureWhen we rally back touch the microphone playtime is overWho`s trying to see the CF graf crew that visualizetop to bottom, and stand out in New York like an L.A. gang tag doMaster of mathematical empirical principalMetallic medicinal, mixed with herbs, science and mineralYo crews start to walk, when we crack the five series hoodDisengage the ?passive, rip open an issue casing?Trying to sidestep backwards when it`s this rhymer that you facing [Brewin]Aiyyo, the bullseye pulls my leg and beggin for mercyMy verse be the Don King-in, come out swingingI`ll to kill it, apply my skill shit and the floor`s comingWho ain`t feelin my joint, so what that mean your jaw`s numbing?Chill let me stop, gotta get my joint dislodgedand retire armies of niggas, with my dishonorable dischargeand get real, pulling from deep and you gots to play up?You talk about, "Respect mines," steady missin your layupsHoes to foes, I start staring, wild truculantheart tearing style, fuck you then, order your demiseI`m well stocked, shell shocked, describin the bombs alarmsincoming, when drum and vocal localizefor niggaz talkin bout Lucci, must be modeling SusanErika Kane bitch like, reputation for losingListen do you hear voices saying, "Damn that`s a sucker"Paranoid, looking like Fuzzy Zoeller at the Rukas[El-P]Hey yo my nihilist, stylus, cuts matter the finestThe prime of the sequence hides my vicious defense assignmentYour cacophonic visuals bond strictly to bitch tissue fissureYeah, the burn from what I`m worth operationI hate, let`s exterminate bandwidths and communicate physicallyBezerk non happers will sleep on third rails for their cemetaryEnlist as, from small pox to syphillis, all starsShit on punchlines insidious kid, that you barf offOnly buck fifty you ever handed out was with a Metro cardI can fit the sum of your Tom Thumb concepts in a thimbleSimple bitches, Doctor Death lacing barbed wire stitchesA herd of mad cows bust through brick walls like JumanjiSixty-Five upsetter, malicious sickness scatalogicsProphets turned skeptics, skeptics found JesusRight-Wingers turned leftist, everybody jumped on the dick of independence