Violent Verbiage

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Instantaneous wonder with violent verbage, face it I bring the thunder, no matter how you word it, these Miscellaneous rappers pillow-writing, about as hard as pillow-biting while pillow-fighting Standing in my presence for one second takes a liking to being Struck by lightening while skinny-dipping in the lake of fire Or dangling from your wrists in a meat locker with dead fish for hours, sprayed with cold water 'til you're frozen solid Illogic diabolic, detrimental to oxygen Snatch breath from propaganda and press tryna box me in I'm more than underground, don't get it distorted I just spit so heavy the overground soil can't support it "Well, I heard MC So-And-So saying they caught up with you 'cause you ain't toured and without an album in a long time" Homie, I can never tour again and drop another record and they still couldn't catch up to what I'm foreseen did in '99 [Hook] There's been no progression, instead you backtrack Incomplete emcee, no in-between, just wack Flagrantly faulty, just give up, you can't rap We stayed silent for too long There's been no progression, instead you backtrack Incomplete emcee, no in-between, just wack Flagrantly faulty, just give up, you can't rap When you play right, you write wrong [Verse 2] It's instantaneous wonder, spectacular skill Writing embodies summer even though I'm usually chill Usually ill, lost my prescription for penicillin, no refills Cal Doc quick, this dude's sick, find his pills I'm not screwed too tight, starving Waiting for preparation of the food you write often I have a vision of a torture machine putting you in, twisting your neck and limbs slowly 'til your bones poke through your skin You don't want me to take it to that place where every time I rhyme it's like I'm splashing acid on your face If you don't know me, this intro's ridiculous Call me the sultan of spit, the pinnacle of penmanship None identical, the closest are my three sons, you're hopeless See Ill beams with the brilliance of three suns, it's simple I'm the best and you're the worst, I'm blessed, you're cursed I pocket a wallet, you rockin' a man-purse [Hook] There's been no progression, instead you backtrack Incomplete emcee, no in-between, just wack Flagrantly faulty, just give up, you can't rap We stayed silent for too long There's been no progression, instead you backtrack Incomplete emcee, no in-between, just wack Flagrantly faulty, just give up, you can't rap When you play right, you write wrong