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mr. voodoo – i come with skills lyrics

mr. voodoo – “i come with sk!lls”
[emcee(s): mr. voodoo]
[producer(s): looie ii]

[intro: mr. voodoo]
yeah, yeah. ‘9-6, don’t get caught in the motherf-cking mix. mr. voo coming through. ayyo, drop it. yeah, yeah. you know what time it is. check it out, check it out

[verse 1: mr. voodoo]
taste the hemlock from the cauldron
beware ‘cause i’m coming to your quadrant
pulling 9 double-m glocks out at the speed of light
on squadrons. to heat a mic, you can drop bombs, but i
drop meteorites. the five-percent school
ten percent rule, eighty-five a fool, but i’m
as wise as elijah poole, deep-thinking with
the heat-seeking rap. you think i’m wack, you’ll get smacked for
thinking that dumbness. a .22 dumdums is
causing you numbness. i’m so ahead of my time
i came before columbus. you don’t want this. ain’t nothing
to do but run from this. as long as the thoughts
call, there’ll be another encore. satan is pope
john paul the second. i’ll face the east
while you praise the beast for blessings, sending phony–ss rappers
back to the essence ‘cause never will i ever condone
(what, god?) perpetrating on the micro-
-phone. ain’t nothing for me to fear but fear alone
i pack chrome and sack homes like
[?] are grown, so prepare a throne

[hook: mr. voodoo]
i enter the terrordome alone
and swarm on your sets, come with sk!lls
and leave with your respect. you front like you the big will
but i still detects no quills. i come with sk!lls
and leave with your respect. you try to keep it real by packing
steel and catching wreck, but i come with sk!lls
and leave with your respect. ain’t paid no dues—only got
a deal ‘cause of connects, but i come with sk!lls
and leave with your respect

[verse 2: mr. voodoo]
you know the folio
i cripple like polio and solely flow. you’re more full
of bull than a rodeo. i be the romeo
romanticizing dimes, antagonizing slime (with what?)
with fantasized rhymes glamourizing crime
but still can’t rhyme. you’re better off trying
to flow in pantomime. my hands in grime
caught up in a race against the sands of time, trying to take
the honey, you caught the vapors—now it makes you act funny
but try to front on me and you will soon be irre-
-levant like paper money. just plug the mic in. my tongue
strike men like lightning, turn you pale like white men
robbing nations like vikings. lyrics and sk!lls—these two
components make me a most formidable opponent
when i appear, for many emcees, it’s their most-feared moment
i be the man they call “the microphonist.” when
i’m zoning, i take out all the wack emcees in the world
combined when i bless one rhyme and confine
more n-ggas than one time (yeah, yeah) for your time

[hook: mr. voodoo]
no tecs, no lex. i come with sk!lls
and leave with your respect. you front like you the big will
but i still detects no quills. i kick a sk!ll
and leave with your respect. you tried to keep it real by packing
steel and catching wreck, but i come with sk!lls
and leave with your respect. ain’t paid no dues—only got
a deal ‘cause of connects, but i come with sk!lls
and leave with your respect

- mr voodoo lyrics

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