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ice c.r.e.a.m. bundy - epiphany lyrics

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intro a:
before you cut me off, please hear me out
cos i’ve got what you thought was hearsay
tales from an underdog, who’s still about
what really counts

intro b:
loving the craft
i just had an epiphany
y’all ‘ll never get rid of me
i am bringing equilibri+um
never was part of any industry
so, what else is there really than to make use of the abilities that one
has been given and use them for fun
like a child with a gun
there’s no where to run
1st verse:
here we go, pump phat beats, check the flow
b+tches don’t distract me, know my craft, i go
above and beyond to excel all competitors
and perfect techniques, sk!lls that of a pro
wasn’t ‘till last week that i was born
again, as a savage beast, all empathy’s gone
inhale and exhale, i’m a predator
now i’m k!lling beats and propel on a regular
basis, declared atheist
bring the wrath of god
good gracious, i will make it
nasty for you peasants, not
f+cking around, i’m shutting it down
i’m cutting ‘em down like a tree trunk
told you, nasty – like a bump to the knee, c+nt
your only response: god d+mn
this is how the story begun, my man
now like the simpsons reruns, i am
inevitable, stopping is ineligible
not capable to drive slow, hoe
push the met(al) to the floor
my flow so incredible
it’s like putting your hands flat on the stove
like that ass on that hoe – hot
it’d be a shame for her to not
be grabbing that pole
every time i’m on leave
it’s like a sabbatical to emcees
until they weep cos bundy’s back, there’s no hol+
ding back, yeah matter of fact, let it go
one last distress signal
before you come back with a jolt
hook (x2):
accept your fate
cutting heads with blades
my style’s cutting edge, (it’s) too late
to stop me

stop me
it’s bundy

2nd verse:
yea’, f+ck ‘em all, coughing up
someone handed me a muslin cloth, shove ‘em off
feel like i’m the only one embracing covid
i’m cold with it, catch it, spread it knowingly
gloves are off, making gold of it, uh
using everything at hand to decimate opponents
can’t stop the ball once it’s rolling
i will make it quick like the n+z+s did in poland
superior like ancient romans
taking over everywhere i’m going, flowing
like the t+1000. from public housing
to them mansions towering
they be pumping bundy’s sound
cos it has sunk in now
the penny dropped, they flipping out
when they hear me rip it up
like they saw erving slam+dunking + wow
yeah, that’s how this sh+t here goes, son
i’m in my zone, son, no one can throw me off
they’ve always blown me off and shown me phony love
but f+ck ‘em, seeing through like a window
plus, i and them know, i have f+cking been dope
ever since they’ve been popping pimples, so
i’mma keep rapping my ass off
till they be asking for me like grandpa for matlock
and i’m like: “i’ve had it, b+tch, back off!”
be on sedatives, whack job
with a permit to carry and blast off
or a similar narrative, you see, what i meant was just
i’mma keep rapping till either someone seizes the mantle, sh+t
or i no longer feel like i can handle it
either way i’ll pro’ly make one last attempt to re+up
and let my motherf+cking sh+t splash like diarrhea
eventually will kick the feet up
celebrate retirement with a two+seater
and from time to time come back to rip a beat up
teach them younglings how to eat up
cos i’ll stay hungry like congolese, ya
p+ssies needa read up
on something else than them new adidas
but fear not cos my sh+t will never get too serious
stupid hoe, it’s still bundy
so, of course, i’mma keep it funky…



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