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sj (1093ent) - rock the rock lyrics

(it’s general admission) lace up, and begin to witness
machine gun bars from the pad to the speakers
unleashin’ a blitzkrieg of lyrical artillery
finna be wreakin’ havoc with prodigies, yeah we mobb deep
packin’ this mac in the back of an acura
with tactics that’ll attack your vernacular
youngstown’s militant -ss-ssin is back on the track
to run laps on you katz for practice
this breed of the emcee is needed
to lead the streets from these wanna be drakelings
tryna skeet ink from the pen to the sheets
this ain’t degr-ssi, but i’ll body ya rhymes with one shot, jimmy
everybody wanna rock the rock
but lack the thought to pop like orville redenbocker
comin’ out burnt like a colonel sanders
who painted himself black and hopped in a frying pan
with a bomb to ignite it, the dopest to smoke
since reagan brought c-ke from the boats in the 70’s
aggressively messin’ with weaponry
like the latin rapper t’ baffle ya, beware of these
super lyrical, cynical, syllables
leave you riddled in chemical bullets, rippin’ the tissue
‘til you get sick of just bein’ shot at
then put you in a holding cell
to hold your sales, while we set sail, because

everybody wanna piece
everybody wanna rock the rock
everybody wanna piece
everybody wanna rock the rock, boy
everybody wanna piece
everybody wanna rock the rock
everybody wanna piece
everybody wanna rock the rock

(listen) it’s the return of the black imperial emcee
straight heat (yep yep) dumpin’ out of your stereo
here chumps whisperin’ – look, yo, there he go!
no one in the column leads ‘em straight to his burial
rhymes way fatter than tereo
eatin’ popeye’s chicken and honey nut cherios
with the 20 piece kfc bucket, plus a chicken nugget
and a f-ckin’ mcm-ffin, right out his peripheral
life’s a b-tch and the world is s-xist
known rep from bangladesh to texas
when i’m on the mic, talk extra reckless
ya favorite emcees, b-tch i call ‘em breakfast
chew ‘em up, then i spit out the necklace
offending all political connections
f-ck all of you bloggers and the sails you projectin
ether’s in the track, it’s at the top of my checklist – check
you rock the rock? you would do best just to get off my jock
all eyez on me, might as well be
the exclusive reincarnation of 2pac, i’m
not a k!ller, but don’t you dare push me
i should be douche, since all of y’all p-ss-es
y’all couldn’t flip sh-t if y’all was tarantulas
with eight spatulas, y’all not matchin’ us

- sj 1093ent lyrics

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