scrambled ammo – 989 (dfuob6 entry) lyrics
[verse 1: grampa alex]
guess i’m first up to bat –
’bout to hit a homerun: babe ruth the track
i’m a smooth talker, like a diplomat
i gotta chase this dream ’til it’s where i’m at
k!ll everything, shoot from the iliac
they’ll remember what i write, like the iliad
kick back, have a chat with the abstract maniac, ’til he snaps and you get trapped, better get back!
got a problem with these rappers blowing up
real recognize real, you ain’t showing up
never been real, you were only showing off
god all on my side, so i’m going off
murdering the track like a hitman
i’m just trying to do my best to make a hit, man
everybody go insane when i be chopping, can’t believe what they be hearing when i flow it like this, man! ah!
hungry for the fame, i could just eat a beat
cause i’m out of my mind, call me b.o.b
or maybe nicki, hah
watch what you say to me
cause i don’t fool around, i don’t fear n0body but g-o-d
see i, relapse and recover
then go berzerk on another
yo, but my rhymes ain’t shady
no, i don’t be undercover
i say it out in the open
even if it sounds like i’m braggin’
in this rap game of thrones
i’m one of the last of the dragons
out
[verse 2: excursion]
verse two, you already knew
excursion, i’m brand new
hopped up on this verse, like i ran through
d-mn, i even gained a couple fans, too
you let a man loose
who could hand you
a verbal grandstand like i’m wilkes booth
you got the chills, boo?
got the chills, too?
this is what lyrical sk!lls can do
when they appeal to you
and they feel it, too
i’m the biggest catch, are you gonna reel it, too?
my rhymes in the bank, i’ma steal it, too
i’m just trying to make some bank with a deal or two
let’s break it down
let’s get it started
i’ll show you how i drain the market
you take a deal, throw it in the garbage
hold up, flow’s about to get r-t-rded
in ’96, i was born a psycho
cause sometimes, i just wanna fight a dike ho
with a rifle strapped to my mongoose bike, though
i might just explode on this tight flow
i’m white, yo, so it’ll be quite a sight, bro
it’s nice to know that you can’t even write, though
i might go james on a beat, like franco
y’all f-ggots weep, like your name was frank o
sometimes, i just wanna choke a rapper
grab his career and then choke it after
all for a couple of jokes and laughter
i’m just a broke, psychotic b-st-rd
20-14, and it’s getting faster
so d-mn fast, i can barely catch it
other rappers gonna try and match it
spit this sh-t, but i barely practiced
[outro verse: both rappers]
back from the dead, where’s my jackson jacket?
you make me laugh, you and your wack clique
on the attack, like i’m back in action
f-ck you up like a fifth of captain
can’t kick me, i’m like the baddest habit
go off on the beat, like it’s automatic
k!lling these rappers, need a m-ss of caskets
knock ’em all dead, hats off to c-ssius –
clay. coming straight out the bay
so listen close what we ’bout to say
i’m not trying to be overplayed
i just want an outlet to ignore the pain
hold up, motherf-cker, let me turn the page
i spent years, studied up, and i learned the game
you learned the same, but i yearn to say
i was sent to put you other rappers to shame
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