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(Verse 1 - Dutchmassive) |
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Up jumps the organic cyborg with rage in his eyeballs |
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Holdin' down the tropic states while Celph is gone |
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Farenheight 813 |
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My city builds energy to enter mad placibility |
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I'm certified blazin' |
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My weight gains irrelevant |
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90% fat and the other 10 was edited |
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I am Dutchmassive |
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I'll blast you idiots into a thousand little micro-dots |
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(?) chop your body, drop to a quickness |
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I have no gats or guns my tongue is viscous |
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You cannot beat me |
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I'll break your backbone, crack you chest over my knee |
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MC's is garbage, you duds is harmless |
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I'll walk across the earth armless causing carnage |
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You don't know shit! |
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FLA is dumb hot we been said this |
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And this is the last straw.. |
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I've already optioned all.. |
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My patience has worn out |
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And I'm callin' out you whores |
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Bow to the motherfucking God |
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That brought you that I tropic state type butter baby par |
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Then one that had you cats screaming, "Fuck them all!" |
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The one that had you cats jumpin' off the walls |
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I ain't righteous but I know enough to leave you mic-less |
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Despite the fact that I know this isn't right |
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But gimme that mic |
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You wanna defeat me? That's impossible |
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My God complex has rendered me unstoppable |
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This arsenal carrying character is known to stare at cha |
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And laugh at whatever assholes attempting breakin' barriers |
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I zipped past your pathetic, energetic complex rhymes |
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I listened to you over and over; maybe I'll get you next time |
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Who knows? Who cares? I don't give a fuck man I'm the dopest |
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No longer lyricist |
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So many lines that I'ma quote as many quotables that make my shit noticeable |
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Wack lyricists are a few but I'ma keep emceeing, I'm supposed to |
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Think of hip hop, what would happen if I never rhymed again? |
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Mass suicide rates, eventually hip hop would and |
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You can pretend and then you sit and realize two minutes later |
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That I dissed you kid! I guess now I'ma playa hater |
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Now really in reality I really come on clear |
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Stay on top of the world like our fucked up atmosphere |
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(Hook) x 2 |
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I'm a fresh MC if you please |
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I'm a fresh MC if you don't please |
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(Verse 2 - Dutchmassive) |
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"What's your name big daddy?" |
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I think ya'll know that shit by now |
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The most remarkable |
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Sparkle from the volume which is loud |
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I gained braggin' rights |
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Its okay you're on my tip |
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Do me one favour kiddo jump up off my dick |
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I know I'm fly, dope voice, and one cat from Equilibrium |
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Got hella fresh skills. Guess what? I keep on buildin' them |
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Put my rhymes into an ADAT |
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We wack? Man who say that? |
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(???), now I'm gonna stick this axe in his back |
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And keep swinging and swinging repeatedly |
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This cat thought he was beating me? |
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Death to man that try to battle D immediately |
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I swear I dare the very last human to steal my last nerve |
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I swear his life's ruined |
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I knew cats was dum-dums and idiots |
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When they started kickin' those science project big-word lyrics |
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Don't nobody wanna hear that shit |
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It's okay to have fun but ya'll look so serious |
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I'm curious, are you so insecure, |
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That you hide you're so stupid by using big words? |
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Ya'll is nerds always talkin' 'bout your verbs |
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And your lyrical this and that. That shit is dead you herbs |
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I'm sick of all ya'll yelling independent |
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That's deaded |
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Just cause you have a CD-R you're no veteran |
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Cats like you should drop dead and be beheaded |
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Yo, I'm a legend |
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(Hook) x 2 |
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I'm a fresh MC if you please |
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I'm a fresh MC if you don't please |