reign of terror – emperor’s new clothes (run that shit back) lyrics
reign of terror in your area
causing m-ss hysteria
[verse 1: bruce li]
they say penny for your thoughts, it’s more expensive when i’m pensive
plenty of scents, the smell of success what i’m sensing
better pen a check to spend before i lend more than a sentence
yes relentless, of course cuz when i pen i’m winning pennants
never penance, this court is giving innocents the sentence
and the fortune’s for the bold, so apprehend the apprehensive
try to defend it, i’m a k!ller check forensics
well i guess that’s my intention, dead presidential incentives
get the message? yes they best inaugurate the kid
a lot of greats are dead so i would contemplate instead
what i got at stake i won’t mistake the thoughts up in my head
i will not delay i’ll make the world acknowledge words i said
precocious with the flow you couldn’t notice when i wrote this
but then i spoke this and put the world underneath my hypnosis
with the ticking of the pendulum
pay critics no attention cuz i make em stick it up i’m sick as f-ck they never bend a thumb
but if they do then i dismember ’em
now the beat is getting numb
f-ck ’em with flow and when i’m done i make december come
spit it wish you comprehend it
i’m the beginning and the finish, so i indent then end it
[hook: bruce li and ryan kelly]
if you don’t get my sh-t, well sh-t…then gon’ run that sh-t back, gon’ run that sh-t back
every time that i rap each line, have to tap rewind, that’s a fact
gon’ run that sh-t back (x5)
every time that i rap each line have to tap rewind, that’s a fact
gon’ run that sh-t back
[verse 2: ryan kelly]
my words come off the paper like a pop-up
wicked stiff lips to the kids your d-mn sons and ya daughters
bringing rap back to all the boys and girls
from teeny boppers to the coppers and the ones with the curls
coming up fast like hurl, reaching slow for the porcelain
cause more dro and more jack proceeds to give me more spins
so get, riled up, cause my mad dough piling up
the final resting place of prezzies worth a mothaf-cking milli yup
kick the cuff rocking skinny things tight on my nuts
shooting up silly string f-cking snow on the bluff
tux and tie black on white getting jiggy with the junk
spitting ten millie words with subs bumping in the trunk
it’s the bad boy on the track
the bad kid stealing all your toys on the track
the only kid to kick it like freud on the track
flip your channel back i’m repping white noise no black
no, miss mary mack
with the, most beef rapped since the motherf-cking big mac
bust gats smack -ss through a plug in my d-mn mac
while a b-tch blowing me down like a motherf-cking stick stack
[hook]
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