Song Lyrics
You know the style now it s fucking obvious, you know the style now it s fucking obvious Dead, creeping in the dreams still lean off the lemon spinach
Verse 7 jam baxter, smash your battle rap and attack your metabolism
looping up my death rattle lets battle
Everything i ve got i m taking with me, devil in the dirt fed a plethora of chemicals and herbs
Dribbling insecticide the bredder that s deep where the bar is, heavily sedated looking bait in the cemetery Dead, everything i ve got i m taking with me
It s really quite a sight to see, dribbling insecticide the bredder that s deep where the bar is, stop the friction
Disturbed germs worth to the curses with in me, this ain t the same matrix
You know the style now it s fucking obvious, stop the friction
real life not prediction
To sum it up i love the way the beat bang, flogging a decrepit dead camel Players, verse 5 jam baxter
Smoke more reefer than the geezer in the growth store, and i cough the truth out my rotten innards, creeping in the dreams still lean off the lemon spinach
Everything i ve got i m taking with me, verse 2 dabbla Kneedeep, smash your battle rap and attack your metabolism
Heavily sedated looking bait in the cemetery, we got em like oh no wait he didn t
Still they wanna compare him to something that he isn t, still they wanna compare him to something that he isn t
Keanu couldn t keep up with him, all out infallible
verse 3 jam baxter
It s really quite a sight to see, i ve seen through the lies and it s all smog and mirrors, and come up with something that compliments the contradiction
We got em like oh no wait he didn t, all out infallible Players, check the dust in my wallet
The same guy you lost all hope for, spinning like a frisby, summer solstice
verse 7 jam baxter
The same guy you lost all hope for, maggots can eat little farces, this whole shit is sounding like something we can feed from
My specialty involves a gold hammer and a glass jaw, gather that and build a beast