Seek & Destroy
(专辑: Grip It! On That Other Level - 1990)
Yo let's find the
competition So I
can destroy The
wack mc's who claim they're Headed for stardom They think I
can't subtract The
car 'dallac will come back, Wax and tax da part Bought back the
track that was lost I
kept, these suckers are gone D.j. Action is back And D.j. Action is hard Put rhymes together are clever Tougher than leather however Mc's of tropical feathers Don't claim to battle I'm better Mcs died by the
dozen Said they was dope but they wasn't Now I'm tellin you cousin Get off my jock, cause you buggin Got a
rhyme let's get tour Gave you a
chance but you blew it You fell a
geek an I
knew it Action is back so don't do it. See, I
perfected perfection Give me some time, jus a
second So I
can rhyme my selection My rhymes will burning... You see I've seen and I
saw A
lot of fiends on the
draw Trying to get with the
king Cool out the
king's on the
floor It's time to cool and I
chill It's time to school and I
kill If you're down for the
fill Jus let me know and I
will Come around for the
brawl Some m.c.'s bank but... They crumple up like toy Because my mission is to seek and destroy Here it comes The
voice of the
invincible You're gettin dumb Come now, let's be sensible You couldn't hang with the
master mind Of records... shit So get a
grip and come equioped Cause I'm gonna show the
real meaning of a
massacre A
mad man, disaster Cause I
is da great one. I'll never 'fess unless the
best Puts the
great to test An I'm gonna jus watch 'em Crumple up just like a
leave in December Cut em tough And yell 'timber! '
And afta the
pathc is clear I
stand The
immortal survivor Action I
can't be stopped cause I'm gonna rock until you drop So full of action That you'll get dizzy then you'll pop I'm the
mastermind and not a
toy And my mission Is to seek and destroy I
come equipped Ready for a? wide? war Mc's get flipped One at at time over And over, flogged and fleeced The
punks get beat They can't compete Do't try to make me slip I'm gonna speak I'll break and take the
fake Who claimed to make the
place To dominate 'cha mate From state to state Away from the
states You makin and then begin to ache The
head More like an earthquake Lyrics begin to penetrate, To spin, the
wind that breaks The
skin You evaporate! That's when I'm gonna have to make A
jam to hold my own Because I
control the
zone A
rap Step off, I'm on the
microphone If you test the
best Go check arrests and ask the
press How many hands were put to rest And Act' will just go get my w? And hit the
ses' And still be posin a
threat. Cause I'm the
mastermind and not a
toy And my mision is to Seek and destroy. Let me continue or should I
say finish this? This is a
dope jam. Though Some are wishing this Will be the
last that ya heard of the
Act' But I'll be back To attack on another track But until then you all follow the
dream Peace! Now let me hear ya scream. Eh Yo Red, cut that up real funky for me Ya know what I'm sayin? Cause this is the
Geto Boys dope jam Of '89 rocking it all the
way into the
'90s And to the
entire rap-a-lot family D, Act, and the
Geto boys say "Peace! " Ha Ha!