Lune Tunz
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Boom, bam, boom!
Yo, it's the Lune Tune!
Psycho-pathic, audio-graphic
Lyrical daggers, it's from the rough [core?] bastard
Classic, [audio mechanic?], street menace
Yes, the beat bandit, come to do damage
Damn it, you're doomed while a tomb is consumed
Boom bam, boom, yo, it's the Lune Tun!
Boom, bam, boom!
Yo, it's the Lune Tune!
Well it's my turn, are you ready (Yeah!)
Steady with the lunatic [boom?], make room
The ill kids coming with the ill sound
Ill when it pounds down, Boogie Down boys
Beating boys with the chill sound
mix, rips with the flavor
Pots and brews, snooze crews never lose
Lunatic sounds in your ear canal
Never heard before; never heard my sound
So you sit back and (Listen!)
Listen to the raw mission (Never missing!)
Listen to the raw mission
I got the lead, fill space with the bass
Thrown up in your face, I rock the place
Disgraceful (rappers!) [duplicate (actors!)]
No back bone, I [???] you're a [???]
Yo, with the rough ruffs on the tracks
That I rip shit, don't try to diss
All the sick lunatics, flip shit
I'm sick Jack, so yo, just step back
Yo, step back, now make way for the hijack (Terror! Terror!)
Taking over with the new era
Never ever, (Ever!) say your beats better
Loops I produce power boost with the juice sway (What!)
Making a bench, yo a break from a???? ([???]!)
Rack the stacks of cash fast with the quickness
When these other brothers get busy in the business (Yeah!)
Busy with the rough man bustin', it's the (Hitmaker!)
The Heat Miser, the beat maker, is lava
The rap slayer, will consume the room
[???] consult the room, (Boom!)
It's the Lune Tunz!
Boom, bam, boom!
Yo, it's the Lune Tune!
Yo, I'm insane; weird; mad crazy strange
My mind contains, raw shit for brains
That explains the deranged, lunatic lecture
Coming from me, the alien architecture (Yeah!)
To build the skills, of the mentally ill
I built the skill, to kill! (Kill, kill!)
I'm ill, minded, rewind it yo, I'm blinded
I lost my head, and I still can't find it
(Where did you lose it?)
It bounced off my shoulder, I told you
I am the savage street soldier
I'm flowing, pouring, and yes it gets boring
Watch out yo, cause the sky is falling
(Calling all cars! Calling all cars!)
Look out for the maniac from Mars
Cigars, cigarettes, no better yet
Watch how I smoke, the whole alphabet
Connect, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, blast off!
I'm out, cause my rhyme time is done