Tundra
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Respect, to the X
Respect, man like D-Cypher
Respect, matic and this mad one
And the man called Mr. Eediat 'pon dem case
Respect, and we no take no bad check
Enter the Tundra, are you ready for your death?
Mad one set it off, and then I let it off like hollow tips
On my shoulders, a trip, yo, you better not flip
I rip a new ass, in a rapper like gift wrapping
Chew bad gift, black, then when I wax then shellack
Skull and crossbones on my name tag, as I maim fags
The batty boy, with taking hip-hop fi toy
Rough with the fist that cuff, koof, bang out your tooth
Impact of this style makes heads blast through the roof
Huh, I'm busting heads, smashing nuggets, rocking nuggets
MC's couldn't slide home if they was on Toboggan's
I scoop out the brain matter, scatter on the ill plane
Look at my forehead, can you see the vein?
I'm about to explode like a scanner, Bruce Banner
A creature, busting out the slammer, make the beast roast
East flow coming out on the West Coast, asbestos
Couldn't save you from the heat I cook with
My book is, a manual for dismembering MC's
I breeze, by 'em like a gust when I bust
A shell, from the oo-op as I chuck 'em
On the new drop, flop, like some type of lifeless figure
You follow me nigga?
Watch how you stay up
Watch how you stay up (Yeah, check it)
Welcome to the Tundra, hey, hey
Yo, so hawks skedaddle when it's time for battle
'Cause when I jump into the saddle, I direct 'em like cattle
Niggas can't see me, so they wonder like Stevie
How I mutilate MC's like I'm on Smash TV
It's good luck, huh, you'll need it
Plus an orthopedic when the cypher is completed, G'd
Check the flow, try to fathom the caliber
As I extend the mic cord to choke out the challenger
The cypher, coming better than the so-called veterans
That try to compete to defeat, son, you'll never win a
Street Fighter II, a champion from the get-go
Hard like Sagat, sound is smooth with no tempo (Yeah)
Check out Rap City, and count how many raps will be
Thrown off the chart with this art, I rip apart when I
Start to terrorize, nigga, watch the eyes roll
As I indulge on the critical beatdown
My damage and destruction, I fucks your whole repertoire
You know who you are, and you ain't going far
So kid, watch your step, I'm a die-hard vet
And you can bet my Lionheart rep will always be kept
Because I'm wicked like Witchiepoo, or Miles, making fidgets brew
My nigga X got the fat shit to listen to
We'll pull your mask and twist your neck to make you fumble
Play your shit rough punk, get ready to rumble in the Tundra
Watch how you stay up
Watch how you stay up
Are you ready for the Tundra? Hey
Hear me now, man
Hear me now, woman
Talking to the world
And this nation
Inna for the Tundra, hey
Inna for the Tundra, Lawd
Check how me flex, the lyrics dem from me success
Anything me do, me a fi do direct
Check how me flex, lyrics dem from me success
I make 'pon the mic, Lawd
How many ways to kill a man is X
Pop off a vein and muscle and legs
Let them know I no disrespect
Soundboy, we cancer, and we eject
North and South and East and West
Nuff of dem a talk, nuff of dem try flex
Murder, homicide, and me no want no suspect
Who do the murder? X, X, X
Don't get Mr. Manamanaman vexed
Don't get D-Cypher-pher-pher vexed
Don't get the X ever vexed, I'm first to flex
Inna for the Tundra
Watch how you stay up
Inna for the Tundra
Watch how you stay up, Lawd
You might slip and slide and die
Lord have mercy, you might lose your leg
The wink of eye, you may never, never know just why
Inna for the Tundra, hey
Inna for the Tundra, Lawd, Lawd, Lawd