Dead Em`

Lyrics

[Intro: MC Mantra, Urthboy, Solo, Muph, Jeremedy & Illy] Urthboy (Wassup) Illy Al (Yeah) Solo (Mic check) Jeremedy (Ha-a-ha) Mr Muph (Yep, yep) [?] (Yo) Select your weapon of choice and just dead 'em like [Chorus: MC Mantra (Urthboy, Solo, Muph, Jeremedy & Illy)] Urthboy (Get 'em) Illy Al (Get 'em) Solo (Get 'em) Jeremedy (Go get 'em) Mr Muph (Go get 'em) [?] (No question) (Select your weapon of choice and just dead 'em) [Verse 1: Illy] [?] last night my rhymes brought the same effect as mortars To all from the critics corners to the record authors Left heads a mess, trauma and stress disorders Wrecking balls with [?] respect to the pecking order Fine, tell 'em take aim at my mob I hope it pays off, it's the shot that they got So justify that, and say what you want, man to man I think the world's gone mad and I'm about to lose the plot On a beat facing a six MC single file firing squad No [?] Gave a hot line to God, code of honour Means it's never spoke, since we don't you pick the spot, what Renegades seperate threats from jokes Now most ain't gonna catch us, most ain't gettin' close No, we dodge left and we hook 'em right [?] none cook it like Obese, E Traks, Crooked Eye [Verse 2: Jeremedy] Last night my rhymes started a revolution Tell you the truth it was evidently an effing nuisance Had the hippies following me for the best solution Peeps seeking retribution for their destitution But I didn't have a solution a solution at all Still there's a mural of my name upon the wall They have my face silhouetted for the flag bearers [?] But the difference I ain't got no message I was just freestylin', I was just flexin' See they predicted my answers, no question Misconstrued my message, man, mad misdirection I didn't mean to get the people in a riot, I've Had them private eyes watchin' me since ninety-nine The year I started rhyming, but I'm just a quiet guy So I'm saying sayonara with a sip of cyanide [Chorus (Extended): MC Mantra (Urthboy, Solo, Muph, Jeremedy & Illy)] Urthboy (Get 'em) Illy Al (Get 'em) Solo (Get 'em) Jeremedy (Go get 'em) Mr Muph (Go get 'em) [?] (No question) (Select your weapon of choice and just dead 'em) Urthboy (Get 'em) Illy Al (Get 'em) Solo (Get 'em) Jeremedy (Go get 'em) Mr Muph (Go get 'em) [?] (No question) (Select your weapon of choice and just dead 'em) [Verse 3: Mantra] Last night my rhymes took a mans life Now I'm searching for the perfect alibi They had to scatter and hide inside Terraces terrified and panicked [?] sky Residents gave my description to police A disturber of the peace, and a menace to the streets Provided eyewitnesses, now they want fingerprints This is ridiculous, I didn't kill him, my lyrics The flow it sounded like an air raid He was just one of the unlucky ones touched by the sound wave With no way that he could withstand it's impact The syntax [?] [Verse 4: Muph] Hey yo, last night my rhyme made a man overdose Came home to find some lines in an open envelope Couldn't let it go to waste, had to take a dip then a taste Now he's just another name on the form for an Autopsy report stored in the coroner's office Problem was lack of knowledge of the drug when he's on it It's kind of subtle if you listen, but it bubbles in the system [?] Spring Valley missions when we were just some kids Smellin' like teen spirits, couldn't see the limits In a fetal position on the kitchen floor convulsing I froze for a minute, put my finger on the pulse an' Too late, his moment was gone [Verse 5: Urthboy] Last night they called me in and brought me in for manslaughter Four Corners caught me in a recording on a camcorder Reporter [?] court order And with the drop followed rigamortis I'm all for it, your mind's [?] [?] majority are mortified, they call it morbid Like it can be aborted with the [?] we afforded I can hear the sirens ring out, we ignore them The metaphors are teleporting you to heavens door A string of words that strangle birds like [?] The ashes of a man of peace, the inca man of war Go ahead make a martyr of me, we got many more [Chorus (Extended): MC Mantra (Urthboy, Solo, Muph, Jeremedy & Illy)] Urthboy (Get 'em) Illy Al (Get 'em) Solo (Get 'em) Jeremedy (Go get 'em) Mr Muph (Go get 'em) [?] (No question) (Select your weapon of choice and just dead 'em) Urthboy (Get 'em) Illy Al (Get 'em) Solo (Get 'em) Jeremedy (Go get 'em) Mr Muph (Go get 'em) [?] (No question) (Select your weapon of choice and just dead 'em) [Verse 6: Solo] Last night my rhymes had the planet fooled Smoke and mirrors transformed an ordinary Joe to Daddy Cool The greatest trick the devil ever pulled Hypnotise civilised people to remind them that they're animals The force unstoppable Primitive instinct kicks in, it descends to mob rule Like some sick twisted game of Simon Says (Get 'em up) Got 'em up? Good, get 'em higher then Perfect score every time like Mitre 10 It's black magic, my riddles pull a rabbit out the hat trick Like [?] in The Ashes Just slight of hand my man, nothing more than a masterful distraction