you can't stop us, that shit would never happen cause when it comes to rappin, we wipe you up, like a napkin infact, we get to clappin if we catch you cats nappin we ain't a crew, we a gang, jumpin you new jacks in you cats aint tool packin, you dudes are through rappin you're washed up, like michael, i'll call you the new jackson
ghettos most dirty faction, devide an concur, so we gotta split 1 guy into 30 fractions, better be aleart for action, say my name on the street an ull get merked fo askin,
i say dirty words i eat chinese food than i poop out GIANT TURDS rhymes so rank you couldn't help but whip it out and give it a spank
murkin suckas for askin, our faces we aint maskin if u dudes talkin heavy then ur chest better be flaskin we spit that fire, inspire iron kastin meanin our bullets burn into the backs of the dashin
seat belts get fastened, heat felt from lava splashin we ride on fire waves, brave hearted we steady slashin throats of emcees n bodies we be stashin can go to war with soldiers, we strong - army of patton
exuse me? arent you that same kid i seen the other day? playin in the street with a loaded pistol accidentaly pointed at his feet? tappdancin to the beat of your own gun clappin? over all that noise you obviously couldnt hear me at the time but i was like, why dont you lay down your cap for collection maybe i'll throw some of my hard earned cash in cause you were several times better at that than you are at rappin ..but check it why dontcha holler back when ya learn howta tame n aim that cause i'll be waitin right here with this hat that i made ya yea got your name writtin allover it bullseye embroidered on the forehead "teach the youth the truth" while you straight mimick the ways of the enemy, dude, your name "unconcious"? it suits
im only 19 but my mind is older when the things get for real my warm heart turns GOLDen other n word deceased anther tear meets my cheek on my knees prayin for prodigys ..yeah kinda like that of mobb deep in hopes that next time he'd actually listen when his ever so slightly elevated mind speaks ta face up ta the fact the way hes livin is weak wack boohoo sounds like you need to be uprooted from many memories of a hurtful youthhood had one too kid but dwellin on its plain stupid and i understand ya got sickle cell highly quotably complained "unexplainable pain" but wait ...is that your only excuse to currupt youths n kill yourself for the fame of your fake name? you know what i say you cant deflect, just a poor victim of peer pressure son you shoulda been a architect, because your blood money cant by a truth proof vest kid get yer quantam physics straight fuck eaten off a platinum plate all this existence is inseperable n half us aint got a place ta lay slash stay thats right recently scientifically proven wes all just one unit ...i know its ok, itll hit ya come your wake which prolly aint to far away but regardless, for you till then i'll still pray ..n if ya still think yer cool i suggest you study astrology cause yer personalitys pretty much a pure product of the possitioning of the planets as ya parted the whomb B ...which reminds me ehyo it was one fine moonday i mean monday loonday lundi i was at the library just sippin flouride water straight outof a bottle with an expiry date ya printed in fine right there on the side when i no longer wondered why my closest friends are crack heads we got prophets on cardboard box beds poppin like nearly 15 extacy's just ta sleep half comfortably man, resumes offend me peep the stocks its like 90 in 10 ta 10 in 90 percents probably why i be feelin like a fool i wish i dropped outa high school stereotypes of intelligence mis understood n shits far from good n if ya dont know locate your eyes n open em cause i dont spit conspiracy theory just turn on a t.v. plus half of what ya sees owned by disney or G.E. man fuck disney when i was a kiddie i was forced to visit a prison for steady shop liftin when even back then at 7 besides the lack of women n size comin from outside i couldnt notice much of a diference between so in the past i puffed mass weed up until i caught a mean case of the blazin blues you open up your third eye it might happen to you what? cause real men do yoga n meditate too it used to be no quincedence ta see me sip 2 seven percent 40's in like less than 40 minuts dont believe i got plenty a witness till i got taught by real winners go check what im talkin about its quantam physics n speakin of which you know what else science has now shown? the same shit the shamans budists yogis lamas n swamis was always sayin everythings a vibration so appreciate taht inorder ta rhyme at this rate i had to study a diferent race yea africas where human life started on this planet, im a biter understand it ehyo peace to atlantis [Broken External Image]:http://img129.imageshack.us/img129/7379/hhhhhhhhhhhhhhlf6.jpg
"teach the youth the truth" while you straight mimick the ways of the enemy, dude, your name "unconcious"? it suits _________________ i guess u just skip wat i said i didnt mimick shit, i said i copy n pasted, for fucks sake USE UR HEAD u talk about quantum physics n physical vibrations but i could gives a fuck about small talk on BIG MIGRATIONS u studdied africa, yea thats cool id rather use my time in school creating dope with a bic pen aka MY TOOL so FOOL dont ever speak my name in one of your raps, or one of ur talks that happen to rhyme n shoot sparks. man i could gives a fuck wat u do, jus leave the UNC outta ur soul food. ur jus talkin prolly tryin to enlighten some heads but i had enough of ur talk id rather see u DEAD LEAD can be fired from projectile devises straight towards ur face, ill eat ur brains wit chives n rice. so get ur study up n get that brain sweet n juicy, cuz baby im home n this aint no I LOVE LUCY. this is I LOVE UZIs, pistols n assault rifles. i have dreams of being posted up on the top of the eifle. takin out heads for the sport. shove a grenade in my mouth and walk into court. blow up the whole fucking house. i got demented thoughts, i day dream of pistol fucking your spouse. i hear u went to college, i hear u got some knowledge i hear it didnt pay off thats why ur still spend the day long on ur knees buffin n huffin shoe pollish. dont get this message twisted, im not startin shit im jus a little lifted. ur the one who spoke my name, ur the one who popped the clutch n shifted my train of though into a new direction insted of typin out rhymes within a flow, i flow disections im cuttin it up n slowin it down im speedin it up n twistin it round im spittin profound, i am the new glory tell me why your stories are boring while mine leave ur mental gas pedal flooring.
look, all y'alls fucking toys la coka nostra touches boys unconscious makes me nauseous jesus christ your rhymes straight asian like fried rice i got fresh appeal, like a disaster I got more internet beef than your neighbourhood pastor I diss fake rappers on the internet like I'm killin them on the streets It's my way of feeling real, like I'm stompin you with cleats Puttin bitches in their seats, droppin beats with my feet
volta quick on the attack, quick on the prowl ***** come see me in the streets, my bullets'll shift ya bowels ill have u bitin the curb, for thinkin u foul ill throw the yellow flag watch ur team toss in the towel ur cornor dont support u, u all alone in this beef i dont need nostra to rip u, so call me elite ur nothin but a punk, quick wit ur teeth ur mouth do alot a talkin but now ur mouth rest in peace i will break ur face, ur glass jaw will shatter its nothin to me, ill pull the glock n watch ur brains splatter u gettin ate alive so ill call u my main platter ill step up to the plate n grand slam, call me the game batter ***** u soft so step off i spit hot n u not, i spit hard facts while u stretch truth like tube sox.
look unconscious, your name tells all your own gangster fantasies have foretold your downfall How are you typing? you ain't conscious you're laid back, fetal position, on your honches I'd like to see nostra even consider supportin ya he knows weak ass rappers, and he's just sortin ya As a fake rhymer, a google search rap lyrics mimer A bitch that cries over E-beef whiner All you do is talk shit bout shooting my face Bein a basket case, always with the cops in a chase But I can tell by your use of the n word, you're soft You say words like that and disguise them under a cough cause you don't want the real hardass motherfuckers to find you Put you in the grinder, and laugh as they grind you Use your bones to make their bread, i heard that's what they said I don't even gotta fuck with you cause you'll already be dead
yo my enviroments harsh like rainforrests, talk shit on the street an find ur brains on it, after i obtain chronic, i take mary jane bong hits, my words can stop time and restrain comets, rhymebook holy scriptures that contains sonets, 50 cents shit lil waynes vomit,
u got it twisted, they call me unconscious cuz i cant be put to sleep i eat weak emcees like u, dont even speak save it for the tweaks n base-heads to which u preach u must think u on gods side thats why your mouth forever leaks that bullshit talk, u say some other dudes gone grind me? where are u durin this? behind em, while im buckin at em blindly try me, homie im a lagune goon, a monstuh, im slimey homie im a guttuh goblin, im dirty, im grimey if u really bout ur words, ill cop some tickets n fly me straight to ur front porch, fourty-four you like spike lee
yall suck dick i shave mine with a shick i burn you like a candle wick oh shit thats it and by the way last thursday i punched your wife in the tit G-FIZZLE OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm da best mayn, I deed it. .. .. .... ..... ...... ....... ........ I'm like rosie at a bisexual bridal shower
no habla espanol, but no english when i lose control aint about the colors no black and blue no black and gold and i dont need to front talkin' about big ass guns cuz where im from a dub deuce will do and get the job done and i dont need to speak about some Big time pimpin' cuz Small Time lynguistics is enough to get bitches limpin' listen, and heed the lips that whispered a warnin' cuz it wont be no suprise to me or mine when you're whole family's mournin the tears are rollin' and the liquor is pourin hittin the dirt you was placed in the sad looks on faces is what gets me off, complacent and to me, there's few who be standin' adjacent.
i'm fuckin insane, i survive on nothin but brains drunk and derranged, my stomach pains, hunger for days stuck in my ways, i'd rather save then chuck em away rough and decayed, strip the bones and dump the remains shoved in a cage, living life strapped to machines battle disease and raise up back to my feet only rappin how im rappin cause im rappin for free if i rapped about money, then i'd be stackin the g's can't nobody rip the script quite as scary as this you ain't sayin shit, you quiet like librarians, kid i ain't the real slim shady, dont compare me to him my steez is diseased, i'm sicker than malaria is i take nightly trips through cemetaries and shit bringing dead folks to life, and then rebury em quick expirimental surgery performed on alien ships i aint got no heart, that fuckin shit barely exists
ill leave u in a state, when use a dinner plate, to smack u in the face, ur man will say ''oh snap'' like the noize ur finger breaks,