Rise Of The Machines
(专辑: Visions Of Gandhi - 2003)
[Mike Tyson:] I
was gonnna rip his heart out, I'm the
best ever I'm the
most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion there's ever been My style is impetuous, my defense is impregnable And I'm just ferocious, I
want your heart! I
wanna eat your children, praise be to Allah! [Vinnie Paz:] They call me Kublai Khan, ready for war with a
Ruger 9
I'm ready with a
machete for Rudy Giulian I'm ready for anybody who want war Y'all ain't nice with the
hands you can't brawl You can't stall. Behold the
black horses I'm running up in ya church to smack crosses You lack rawness, you lack passion You couldn't make it through war without rations You just a
homosexual I
think the
gay rights movement should Meet you and invest in you Rhyming 'bout flowers 'n shit And poets on the
mic for twenty hours 'n shit I'm housing ya shit; shutting ya fucking mic off Snatch ya fucking poetry book and then kick the
dyke off Set the
fight off, show 'em what real rap is Real rhymes, real beats and real clappers And we blast until cover Make you see murder like Master P
brother (Yea, what's the
deal baby, yea, free Ras Kass, feel me) [Stoupe:] "C'mon, let 'em know it's us when we come on" "While real MC's and DJ's are a
minority" "Clapper, down goes another rapper" "Make way, cause here I
come" "C'mon, let 'em know it's us when we come on" "While real MC's and DJ's are a
minority" "Clapper, down goes another rapper" "Make way, cause here I
come" [Ras Kass:] Yea, yo, yo, yea, fuck it When I
spit it get shitty like the
teeth of Mike Bibby Live from nowhere keep the
west coast with me like J-Kidd Slay chicks if she pretty, only fugitive you know slay chicks to be Diddy No system electricity, spine the
mind witty Tryna go 50/50 with my Billboard's check Like 800 first week, 800,000 the
next They put on the
cover of the
Vibe I
just might flex Na, I'm too lazy, with Hennessy and hoes But I
bench pressed the
trigger of a
four pound though Hit enemies with rolls for money shows and clothes Fuck bank rolls, I'm yellow gold with incredible flows My homies hella cold, cause love don't love nobody Said he like the
free spirits with slugs to plump your body 'Til you shrug and flop like Vlade Divac Paint picture perfect, inside rocking the
b-bop We not confused, rap's the
nigga news Each rhyme a
"Minority Report", fuck Tom Cruise Adversity my muse, that's why I
make mus-ic Transmit SARS, it's 20 bars as you spit [Stoupe:] "C'mon, let 'em know it's us when we come on" "While real MC's and DJ's are a
minority" "Power, down goes another rapper" "... Make way, 'cause here I
come" "C'mon, let 'em know it's us when we come on" "While real MC's and DJ's are a
minority" "Power, down goes another rapper" "... Make way, 'cause here I
come"