Bring It to Ya
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For life we bring it to ya, for life we bring it raw
For life we flip the futuristic verbal metaphors
For life we bring it to ya, for life we bring it raw
Forever more ring the alarm like Tenor Saw
For life we be the rappers writing the rhythms right now
But doesn't matter bout your status we got more flavor than snapple
A DJ body snatcher and two MC skull crackers
Rappers are scared of us their teeth they chatter like maracas
Verbally tag team and thought to scorch ya like some steam
And have you running from a battle scene faster than Morris Green
Buffalo soldier with the mentality of Keyser Soze
Darkmoon double-edged mic striking rhymers who bogus
Rhyming soul controllers hieroglyphic high rollers
Supersonic bionic with more venom than cobras
The lyrics that we got they be hot, phatter than Jabba the Hutt
And more addictive than heroin or a crack rock
Rappers are getting yacked up and slapped up
With paranormal paragraphs that even make Godzilla wanna back up
We gyrate like twisters, the double kung fu fisters
We smoking microphones with lyrics that stick like Rizlas
If a crew they ever dissed us, they get thrown around like a discus
Burned to cinders, we burn your whole body to blisters
For life we bring it to ya, for life we bring it raw
For life we flip the futuristic verbal metaphors
Smashing through your windows like ninjas snapping off your fingers
Doing perverted acts of lyrical molestation with your sister
Natural disaster like twisters causing blisters to ears
With lyrical shit that's coming to shatter your stratosphere
I'm a lyrical madman with a mad plan they can't defeat us
Turning you back to a fetus and ripping the stripes off your Adidas
Grab your gizzard then grapple you with grips like Royce Gracie
Gag your gift of the gab and guarantee you couldn't graze me
Or faze me, my lyrics will leave your lips fatter than Jay-Z
Make a black rapper anemic and lighter than Slim Shady
My lyrical shit be making my bitch sick, I'm slicker than Slick Rick
Got her seeing a doctor for this lyrical discharge on my dick
My guala major, pulling out your teeth like Frankie Brazier
With lines longer than lasers from futuristic phasers
For life we bring it to ya, for life we bring it raw
For life we flip the futuristic verbal metaphors
For life we bring it to ya, for life we bring it raw
For life we flip the futuristic verbal metaphors
Faster than the samurai sword that's swung by Sam Seed
We stampede with the speed of a McLaren in a Grand Prix
To Rasta Natty's we're more stabiler than Gabriel Selassie
I go to sixty pulling wheelies like a Kawasaki
Understand me Primo Saby, even suicidal kamikazes
Wanna test my rhymes, I raise a shaft that even stab me
I didn't know it at the time but I was born to rhyme
Reversing making delivery the sixteen for the four sixty-nine
Spawned from a warm womb to grow up and spit some raw tunes
Two double schizophrenic spacemen flying to four moons
No, but for life we be the galaxy riders
With the poison of tarantula spiders we call this mic snipers
Dodge us like vipers, for life the cypher
The type to strike ya leaving you feeling
Disillusioned like the black viper
What we produce is tighter than execution nooses
Abuses wack rappers and turns 'em into recluses
Nappy's a scientist applying this mad instrumental
With a mind that's temperamental and sharp as the steel utensils
Life's slicing ya like a Stanley knife and chopping dead skin
My nigga's redskin and he's coming to kick your heads in
We spit rhymes with spasms causing orgasms
Hitting phony people one time like an earthquake in Athens
Rapping fantasm with scandalous scriptures in my sermons
Spreading like vermin driving a Sherman just like a German
We spit unkillable syllables, pick on our crews and kill 'em all
Prolific lyrical rappers performing amazing miracles
Verses microphone marauders kicking better freestyles
Living like skaters, BMXers, skateboarders, snowboarders
We rhyme best, with versatile skills like Ryan Nyquist
Or break out to head spinning while taking off his dive vest
You couldn't digest the lyrics we propel to your chest
Crossing your thorax, with formats that leave you short of breath
Stormin' like Norman we're the cause of global warming
Leaving MC's brains warping like hearing aliens talking
You best blurt, retire from rap and get a job as a desk clerk
Cause only for life can make ya nod your head until your neck hurts
Crucifying rappers like the Romans pumped with lotions
Our rhymes are golden capable of causing mass explosions
When we get open, for life our vocal weapons spray
Our style will wake you up even if you slept on Tekken's way
We hate wack rappers with a passion, attack 'em in a violent rage
Hunt 'em down on every stage like Eminem looking for Cage
Black superheroes like Blade we show no fear we're never afraid
The type to moonwalk on razor blades, barefoot juggling hand grenades
For life we bring it to ya, for life we bring it raw
For life we flip the futuristic verbal metaphors
For life we bring it to ya, for life we bring it raw
Forever more ring the alarm like Tenor Saw