Song | Halfanimal |
Artist | Cunninlynguists |
Album | Will Rap for Food |
作曲 : Cunninlynguists | |
"Half animal, half man" - Eminem | |
"Half man, half amazin" - Nas | |
"It seems so amazin", "I verbally burn a nigga" - Canibus | |
"Check the flows of the major deacon "- Redman | |
[Deacon the Villain] | |
Get close and lose your soul | |
Dr. ? so the G-version of how this story is really told | |
Conquerin' Deacon is a silly goal | |
You're just a common new editon for a Faces of Death videos | |
Splish splash in your own blood bath | |
Holdin' your chest bigger than Bobby Brown's drug stash | |
Bigger than Louie Anderson's belly flop splash | |
Ass streatch wider than Jim Carrey's mouth when he laughs | |
You might as well smoke a cigarrette while you huff gas | |
Facin' me is dummer than using fingernail clippers to cut grass | |
(Your choice) Dozen inch dick or a cocked twelve | |
Cause playin' Cool J is the only time I'm rockin' L | |
Death follows me like gunshots and hot shells | |
The last time I stopped rappin' coffin makers stock fell | |
Like a seeled water hose I got rap locked well | |
but your album is an iron raft, that shit will not sail/sell | |
[Hook] | |
[Deacon the Villian] | |
? questions when testin' me | |
I got so many punchlines | |
You'd think I'm fightin' off referees | |
My specialities is any type of world weaponry | |
So stop stressin' or catch a hot lesson | |
You wouldn't be fly ? demonic possessions | |
I deliever lung shots that cause pneumonic depressions | |
Jump inside ? of bubonic infections | |
Liek poision commuion wine | |
People can't stomache my blessings | |
In a battle session | |
I can blow out daylight | |
Cause I'm like Shakesphere retired | |
I never playwrite/play right | |
Never say shit twice | |
Give ya one chance to hear it | |
My flow Godly touches your spirit so ya better fear it | |
I collect souls and put 'em on clearance | |
Death's about to make an appearance due to your interfearance | |
So don't surprise me and start my defense reflex | |
Cause I'm dope enough to suffocate your weak set with a Kleenex | |
[Hook] | |
[Deacon the Villain] | |
I've been the truth since the cradle | |
While most of y'all are so good at lyin'/lion | |
I thought Simba raised you | |
Realize what I do to guys with lines | |
The only Mac you got came Super Sized with fries | |
Brand me, half animal, half cannibal | |
Make like Bruce Banner and throw a fuckin' van at you | |
The rap Hannibal, it takes +Silence+ to stop violence | |
Undermine my talents and leave you lyin' under violins | |
My skills are like Bill Gates stock wealth | |
While half of y'all are fake fur, I mean not felt | |
I move at speeds that'll make a stop watch melt | |
Like autofellatio, I'm only tryin' to top self | |
That's why half of these punks are scared to fight | |
They talk shit then bleed like dog parasites | |
But I terror write, out the frame and set fire to the canvas | |
My deaths is eternal, you'll never understand this |
zuò qǔ : Cunninlynguists | |
" Half animal, half man" Eminem | |
" Half man, half amazin" Nas | |
" It seems so amazin", " I verbally burn a nigga" Canibus | |
" Check the flows of the major deacon " Redman | |
Deacon the Villain | |
Get close and lose your soul | |
Dr. nbsp? so the Gversion of how this story is really told | |
Conquerin' Deacon is a silly goal | |
You' re just a common new editon for a Faces of Death videos | |
Splish splash in your own blood bath | |
Holdin' your chest bigger than Bobby Brown' s drug stash | |
Bigger than Louie Anderson' s belly flop splash | |
Ass streatch wider than Jim Carrey' s mouth when he laughs | |
You might as well smoke a cigarrette while you huff gas | |
Facin' me is dummer than using fingernail clippers to cut grass | |
Your choice Dozen inch dick or a cocked twelve | |
Cause playin' Cool J is the only time I' m rockin' L | |
Death follows me like gunshots and hot shells | |
The last time I stopped rappin' coffin makers stock fell | |
Like a seeled water hose I got rap locked well | |
but your album is an iron raft, that shit will not sail sell | |
Hook | |
Deacon the Villian | |
? questions when testin' me | |
I got so many punchlines | |
You' d think I' m fightin' off referees | |
My specialities is any type of world weaponry | |
So stop stressin' or catch a hot lesson | |
You wouldn' t be fly nbsp? demonic possessions | |
I deliever lung shots that cause pneumonic depressions | |
Jump inside nbsp? of bubonic infections | |
Liek poision commuion wine | |
People can' t stomache my blessings | |
In a battle session | |
I can blow out daylight | |
Cause I' m like Shakesphere retired | |
I never playwrite play right | |
Never say shit twice | |
Give ya one chance to hear it | |
My flow Godly touches your spirit so ya better fear it | |
I collect souls and put ' em on clearance | |
Death' s about to make an appearance due to your interfearance | |
So don' t surprise me and start my defense reflex | |
Cause I' m dope enough to suffocate your weak set with a Kleenex | |
Hook | |
Deacon the Villain | |
I' ve been the truth since the cradle | |
While most of y' all are so good at lyin' lion | |
I thought Simba raised you | |
Realize what I do to guys with lines | |
The only Mac you got came Super Sized with fries | |
Brand me, half animal, half cannibal | |
Make like Bruce Banner and throw a fuckin' van at you | |
The rap Hannibal, it takes Silence to stop violence | |
Undermine my talents and leave you lyin' under violins | |
My skills are like Bill Gates stock wealth | |
While half of y' all are fake fur, I mean not felt | |
I move at speeds that' ll make a stop watch melt | |
Like autofellatio, I' m only tryin' to top self | |
That' s why half of these punks are scared to fight | |
They talk shit then bleed like dog parasites | |
But I terror write, out the frame and set fire to the canvas | |
My deaths is eternal, you' ll never understand this |