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team guillotine - microphone killa (lupah phaiym remix) lyrics

verse 1

microphone -ss-ssin, when i’m smashing, got you g-ssin’
it’s a lyrical lobotomy, a miracle, an oddity
jp is a prodigy, a marvelous dichotomy
a hitman in a robbery, just check my whole discography
anomaly…
jp is consistently a rarity, a parity you cloning, cuz ain’t none of ya’ll compare to me
i swear to g, i’m the meaning of magnificent
a stimulus, my impetus, to thrive and build to infinite
a kin to us is just a beasting type of animal
a mammal eating cannibal, tear you like a cannonball
recite my canon, lyrics flow like a cannon
and explode causing damage, and the words flowing savage
i want the cabbage, but i do it for the craft of it
the math of it, the past of it, preserving what is last of it
i’m not a pacifist, i’m fighting for the lyricist
fighting for this hip hop, microphone terrorist

hook

you rappers get zip locked, zip locked zip locked
you rappers get zip locked, zip locked zip locked
you rappers get zip locked, zip locked zip locked
you rappers get zip locked, zip locked zip locked

verse 2

i’m leviathan from the lion”s den when it comes to cypherin’, deciphering who can really spit and who’s the iron men
who can really last in this environment, designer jean rappers wrinkling up the game i have come to iron them
industry sheeps little lambs i have to silence them, my habit is savage rap i am draped in tiger skin
primates with the violence in they’re blood i inspire them, to basically go ape sh-t and rip off your entire limbs
mic k!lla tonight with a butcher knife, its the black patrick bateman, with a slight mixture of ed gein
when you look in my eyes you see the coldest stare, looking through you viciously, see i’m gonna do you differently
soon as jason sent the beat i knew the sh-t was meant for me
to sharpen up my lyrical sword, the lord has come to slay the scene, as they’re regime degrades in brings the culture down i’m hunting
all you vultures down to wig em all, microphone k!ll em all!

hook

you rappers get zip locked, zip locked zip locked
you rappers get zip locked, zip locked zip locked
you rappers get zip locked, zip locked zip locked
you rappers get zip locked, zip locked zip locked

verse 3

human flesh preserved in a zip-loc
k!ll a man outside the thrift shop for his wrist watch, while his kids watch
i’mma need an industrial freezer, developing cabin fever, b-tches chained to water heaters
a demeanor demonic, inhalation of chronic
move like i’m just a brain in a jar, my body’s robotic
psycho path of a psycho, trapped in a can, catastrophic
my thoughts are morbid and gothic, swallowing tonic that’s toxic
i’m problematic, took the underground and stuffed the corpses in the attic, walls covered in plastic
enthusiastic with the tactics, cremated a corpse, snorted half the ashes
you motherf-ckers can practice, but never preach
dismembered if you step within arm’s reach
my speech spills the blood of the sheep, the second that i speak, hahahaha…
i said my speech spills the blood of the sheep, the second that i speak

hook

you rappers get zip locked, zip locked zip locked
you rappers get zip locked, zip locked zip locked
you rappers get zip locked, zip locked zip locked
you rappers get zip locked, zip locked zip locked

- team guillotine lyrics

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