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grindhouse gang - 730 lyrics

[intro]
i’m just f-ckin’… way too high for this sh-t
it’s like i’m gonna f-ck this sh-t up
yeah… heh

[verse 1 – mark deez]
i’m a mental hospital patient that momma locked in the bas-m-nt
i broke out, walk through smoke clouds shocked in amazement
went to the local venues and started rockin’ the stages
got provocative babes and smoke pot for my concentration
push my sh-t hard like a person with constipation
providin’ the conversation, there was constant elevation
shot at rockets, leveled sp-ceships. boxed with god and satan
mixin’ vodka with euthanasia, a gruesome combination
they can’t even faze me
i’m temptin’ fate and clocked equations, callin’ my doctors crazy
it was hypocrisy, it was a box of aces
unorthodox like not wearing a smock when paintin’
when i provide these -ssh0l-s who wanna collabo
who stopped the baby?
go ‘head, i’m droppin’ payment
and go kick rocks in haiti
i’m 730, you 180 and you drop sh-t basic
i spit so hot it’s blazin’ ‘n foggy with condensation
and i’ll be honest baby, i’m probably beyond the greatest

[hook – cut by judder]
we takin’ over, over
you know how we get down
they come around but they never come close to
a foundation of terror that rides together
know, know, know what i mean
takin’ over, over
you know how we get down
a foundation of terror that rides together
they come around but they never come close to
know, know, know what i mean

[verse 2 – powder]
sith lord, stark!ller, i use the force
lift you off your porch, rip your body apart
i can conquer the world, i can conquer the galaxy
my sixteens are just mean, you just being a casualty
i butcher a cow and eat the meat raw
or torch the flesh like cooking with c-4
you now workin’ with the best, my pleasure to be on
i will nurture you to death, resurrect your stillborn
i have bench pressed planets, curled the moon
solar flares from the sun, i inhale the fumes
hydrogen bursts ’till you melt into doom
’till all creation consumed by remarkable moves
i travel past lightspeed to the edge of existence
recreate the big bang through slangin’ these lyrics
an eternal enigma with infinite scriptures
you chop off my limbs, they grow back like lizards

[verse 3 – dr. ill]
whether i’m dr. ill or malpractice my status is off balance
(plato/maino?) apparatus that smash shadows (for gramfridges?)
slashing out of a chalice my malice is p-ssionate as sick
bash a f-g with mechanical fists’ acid tip
i’m sorta spaztic, no axis to any axes grip
the lord of batsh-t, (and more a bat?) and saps his wits
ill-legit, that means i’m different than these cats’ll spit
a black figure doing magic tricks is who i practice with
crack the whip into a planet in a galactic ship
appearin’ as a vision and (ankhn think?) grabs on the sink
rapper millennium’s pendulum as a metronome
hop the mothership, i got hover equipped, we headed home
dead your dome with the metal holmes, when the shovel folds
i done found the boss and now you’ll see how long this level goes
men i’ve known who have stepped up only get left in stone
frozen dead as an opponent, forever (gone?)

[verse 4 – canibus]
2016: terminator for president
grindhouse resident got rocket propellant to sniff
american hippopotamus, hydrogenous, nano-biologists
impale enemy operatives on top of the washington monument obelisk
hammurabi annunaki apocalypse, exhaling chemtrails over continents
posse comitatus, grindhouse gang, javelin fangz
you want it!? pry it from my cold dead hands!!
enhanced mental and pain tolerance thresholds
on blood-soaked wet roads and kevlar dress codes
habeas corpus, chambers of tortures, my sp-ceship is a fortress
texas rangers ridin’ clydesdale horses
orion magic falcon hawk drone tech tactics
-ss-ssin cyborg suplex break you off backwards
local grindhouse global, n0body knows you
yeah they come around but they never come close to

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