diff spec - classic lyrics
[diff spec]
every time
that i spin a vinyl
they say i
rhyme for tha sake of rhyming
but if you
divide every little line i spit
you will
find that i might inspire
and now it’s diff spec
diff spec (x2)
m-ssively p-ssive
you’re p-ssing on battles-
vag lips attached to a cat
and i cackle. i’m laughing
you’re adamant jabs
at my abdomen, aren’t sh-t
aren’t they cowardice?
get a back bone
sack up and tackle a rapper
jur-ssic a raptor
i’m rabid, you rabbit
ataraxia activates
after attacking you
smacking a f-ggot
whose lacking immaculate —-
i’m off it, endorphins are coursing
of course i’m recording my glory
and i’m k!lling apparently-
so i guess you’re an orphan
and then i’m morphing amorphously
but becoming torpedo
aiming and claiming for fame
but changing the game as he plays
i p-ss a fist — at a pacifist!
ask him if — having his -ss kicked adds a tad bit of added risk
inaccurate. put an asterisk
right after it. i mastered this
and i could sn-tch ya b-tch
like romeo~ mac-ing capulets
but you can have the chick
i got a joke to write
i got some -ss to kick!
back up, get a little scoliosis
back up or end up in a comatose
i’m rolling over ya
like a stone or boulder and
i’m moses
holding f-cking golden ropes
to bust and choke ya throat
until you croak i hope
you know in dope as c0ke
hard to scope-
like the pope
all cloaked up eloping bros
cause god said nope!
cause god said so!
[second verse]
second verse?
same as the first
meaning that i k!lled it
put it in a he-rs-
it’s a curse
dad occurs to me
mercing all the twerps-
in a burst
of the worst
of blood thirst
since the first
person murdered by a german
working perfect
by da wording
of -sserting
hitler’s world
i am heading to da top
you will not be coming
like a little virgin girl, girl girl girl…
3 things i hate
everything and anything and everything else
i’m all the rage
and all the rage is building up i’m letting it out
get slapped in the mouth
like a bout with a spouse
who just walked up in the house caught you cheating with house
keeper freaking on the couch
you’re a sour coward
its our hour
now the power
is a louder howl
i’m a terrible werewolf
careful i’m staring
full moon glaring
hair start standing
pair pants tearing
sparing rarely
aware of yor where a bouts
thinking bout bashing ya brains
coming to tear them out!
i got the coroners cornered
uncork the coffin i’m kept in
reaching dreams in record speeds
like i’ll be sleeping in seconds
like i’m a deacon or reverend
i’m preaching speeches in reference
to seeking reverence through
pressure wuh wuh wuh wuh wait a second—
did you want something with substance?
did you expect something funny?
i swear i’m not here for jokes
but here’s a lyric satirical
reverse jason collins-
i’m straight balling
reverse jason collins-
i’m straight balling
this rap sh-ts a calling
and you are awfully appalling-
reverse jason collins-
i’m straight balling
new kid and he’ll do sh-t stupid, abusing the music, i’m loosing at losing while choosing the boozing it’s soothing so sue me
sue me
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