Thursday, December 22, 2005

vocals seize to amaze the great height of the drum
the constant yearnin, dependency of this audio drug
i steal and jack beats, like a musical thug
taking trips on these sounds more magical than rugs
lyrical slugs, bring complication with my shoulder shrug
easy going, but it aint easy where im goin
if you know where im coming from
new world order, break the horizon, im ready
still a fresh sac a cells, but linger in nightmares likes freddy
pounce like a cougar, ill murda these house cats
clickety clack, my gat packs,
ammo-ed up with metaphors, punchlines and veteran tracks
spit flows demonic, speed sonic, so harsh you fade to black
take it slow with these sloth minds so i cut em some slack
tear a peice of my pants, a cloth of jet black
Ninja attire, i come and assasinate those
pure fresh flow, like avalanched snow
oh no, he aint just a rookie
takling in 3rd person, to stress the bets on the bookies
bet, if you dont trust me
raw, like fresh meat, yet crisp like burnt be
sumo goliaths wobble and wake like winds take trees
so holla and scream if you feel me

frozen throne, frost the freezing tundra
my flows float over flyers like the 8th wonda
and its a wonder i aint even signed yet
i aint even legal, so my moms gotta co-sign this vet


gaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh so bored