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senators - c-note lyrics

[lish]
clean rap, return of the boom bap
wack mcs take the style, but yo, i’ll bring it back
send these cats back to foldin’ sweaters at the gap
they sweat in the fold in the cold but yo i know where it’s at
cuz my rhyme’s been designed like christian dior
i swear they ain’t make ’em like this anymore
cuz this we explore, the sh-t we endure
gets us hittin’ so vicious just like a fist in the door
this business we’ve inflicted, rippin’ like the sh-t was scripted
my style’s so beyond you, i’m sorry that you missed it
lyrically gifted, my pinky ring, kiss it!
you’re phony, wearin’ a mask like your name was stanley ipkiss
like a guillotine, step up and beat the scene
still can’t see the g in me? we beat it up repeatedly
i’m bringin’ experience these kids ain’t never seen
everybody knows the best mcs were born up in the seventies
nevertheless, we kickin’ it right
blowin’ ya mind, up inside three dimensional rhymes
ever precise, stoppin’ at the drop of a dime
ever so nice, sever the price, barker said it was right
social dialect, protect ya neck like inspectah deck
when i’m wreckin’ the set show my crew no disrespect
claimin’ stages and sprayin’ wrecks, you and your dudes be gettin’
vexed, like l.o.n.s. you wonder what’s next
in this context it’s my house and you’re a lost guest
it’s nonsense to contest; this flow so complex
your offense needs progress, you ain’t even top ten
we all get you’re fake like long dreads on a bald head
that cops blends when you’re not even a pot head
no content? no comment! we off to stomp them
constantly bomb them, until they all dead
smevz, i ain’t even gonna finish, i’m off like a prom dress

[hook]
these jokes below, we hope they own a peacoat
cuz they won’t see no c-notes once they see what we wrote
what we wrote, what we wrote, what we wrote, what we wrote
they won’t see no c-notes

[smevz]
i’m harry callaghan catchin’ your wackness in a looming sting
y’all ain’t wild things bringin’ heat, you’re cheesy like when newsies sing
if your raps were a film, i’d be booin’ it from my droopy seat
screamin’ as i threw my drink and it splashed off the movie screen
battle me? my anatomy won’t put you at ease
you’ve got a pair that can’t compare to what i keep in my jeans
i hit the loose leaf like bruce lee, never writin’ rhymes loosely
leave you bleedin’ profusely, you’ll be in trouble like luucyyyy
i’m like a g when i shock it
i rock it no problem with the dockets in my pocket
a rocket in my dockers, why you gotta act awkward?
i ain’t ben stiller and you ain’t gonna meet the fockers
think you’re better, you’re pretendin’ like drop dead fred
and dead like zed, like tech said, we’re goin’ off with them heads
with our style so fresh that every inbred jed ejected the best of def
leppard out his c-ssette deck and then went with our demo instead
too bad for the dearly departed, i’m emotionally r-t-rded
and get more upset about goin’ out to the bar and gettin’ carded
so let’s start this, cuz i ain’t hungry, i’m starvin’
committin’ arson every time i take part in spittin’ jargon
a mic without me barkin’ is like a dyk- without doc martens
i’m gulpin’ captain morgan and swingin’ my sh-t like dolly parton
ernie mccracken quotes and jokes like gary larson and johnny carson
my flow’ll blow your whole face off like i’m vincent and you’re marvin
i’m the antagonist smackin’ your wack tactics
on their back like a crack addict collapsed in a craftmatic
it’s practically that drastic, attackin’ like black magic
stackin’ havoc and laughin’ as i’m snappin’ backs like vlasics
these antics are cl-ssic, spannin’ from manic to tantric
rapidly m-ssacrin’ b-st-rds, stashin’ -sses in the attic
bustin’ raps so erratic, emphatically actin’ dramatic
packin’ semantic action ’til i’m gaspin’ like an asthmatic, b-tch

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