Тональность: Eb major
Verse 1
G
In heaps and heaps of lead
like sheep that led
club head get wise
To my rhymes and lines
that they memorize
quick and sick like a karate flick
Chop you like a brick, you tick
brother, king or mix
my victims are handpicked
Help the words, no handshake,
you're soft like cheesecake
I'll be ready to spar
the microphone all -star
Bernard's in war
I declare, so be aware, it's so fair
gold to silverware
You the fuck on my path,
you don't want no dealers with
I
DESTROY!
You the fuck on my path,
you interfering with me
the fuck on my path,
you don't want no dealers
You can't cause a dent to
my demented senses
couldn't prevent this
leave you hanging like drapes
I crush microphones like they were grapes
or either give me lip
Catch me at my maddest,
rappers, rappers
Rin
Tin
Tin
We're infrared to pinpoint the joint
Reaper hates
MCs who grab the microphone
Yes, I dislike them wheth
So yo, I start to throw deadly body blows
Eight -punch combos, I turn stars into
John
Doe's
So if you see me at a show, you better
G .O.
And tiptoe your ass out the fuckin' door
I film my shows with a
Handycam
Before I go on, I sip some brandy and
Sprinkle sweet rhymes like the
Candyman
And I cripple
MCs, make them handy, man
I destroy
Get the fuck out my path
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