Come Off Hard

Lyrics

Mr. Voodoo - "Come Off Hard" [Emcee(s): Mr. Voodoo] [Producer(s): Charlemagne] [Hook: Sample] "Come off hard is the moral of the story" - Sample from Big Daddy Kane - "Somethin' Funky" (x6) [Verse 1: Mr. Voodoo] Rappers Are hesitant 'cause, stepping to me, a beatdown is most definite I got the resonant rhymes putting you in a deficit Rappers can't hang, can't bang, can't go The stretch while my mind finds more rhymes with a catch. It's like Hocus pocus. Mr. Voodoo is the locusts when I Aim my scope and fire on who's in focus. I get you Open sesame. You're crazy if you mess with me I'll lay you out for testing me. My flow is interwoven with The physical, the mystical, the artistical, the maniacal With the science-full. Now that ought to silence you The last rapper that tried to step to me got fried, and, when he died I was there, waiting for him on the other side Just to bring him back to life but make his life rife with strife Then take his life again. Now ain't that trife? How I can give niggas more runs than sneakers? Feel free ta Speak your need, and I'll feed it through your speaker In the form of a pun, so run, my son My daughter. If you ain't up on it, you ought ta I slaughter 'til I'm glorious, victorious So what you got for me? The moral of the story is: [Hook: Sample] "Come off hard is the moral of the story" - Sample from Big Daddy Kane - "Somethin' Funky" (x8) [Verse 2: Mr. Voodoo] I do Not sing. I'd rather let the pistol sing a tune or two For you and half your crew while you're laid up, nursing bullet wounds Styles get caged and let off like a gauge The stage gets wrecked by what this sage put on page 'Cause I put a pen in motion with the notion of Eliminating static, using lyrical Tactics. An effective combatant like Raid, and all you insects get sprayed. I check The file, pick a different style, switch, then shift, then switch Back to the first technique to freak the wack I got the flavorful styles that keep me paid in full You take me? Save the bull. Mr. Voodoo is unfadeable I'm from New York. No gang, no yang-yang, no gimmicks No talking orangutan, strictly funky lyrics My deafness be effortless. That's why emcees is sweating this My influence be showing in your fluency. Why do you think you're Fooling me? You play the sidelines, my rhymes your guidelines Don't front. You know that I know that you ride mine Step out of line and get outshined, out- -foxed, out-rhymed, out-boxed So say, "Cheerio," 'cause what I pump in your stereo Got rappers more butt that a Luther Campbell video Girls get flu-hot because I'm cool as the winter So listen to the skins purr and let the record spin, sir [Hook: Sample] "Come off hard is the moral of the story" - Sample from Big Daddy Kane - "Somethin' Funky" (x8) [Verse 3: Mr. Voodoo] I do Not flow off the top, but, when I flow off, I'll top Anyone, no matter what props you got or what you pop, see? I'll bust freestyles for three miles and three styles Watch dead emcees pile 'cause, when I drop grammar, I Get paid like Hammer. My afro is bushed-out I come off even if I... (*Gibberish*) I use my lungs to bust you like a gun, I'm not The one. You'll get freaked, son, when Mr. Voodoo speaks In tongues: framalama, shamalama, boom shakalak Diggy boom, sh boom, sh boom, diggy. Now I'm back Coming through your defense like Shaq. I get Evil like Damien, blowing spots like Iranians, potent As uranium. I'll crack your cranium out the stadium I go from style or technique to method un- -affected. I'm only getting better, so let me just Build on that in this field of rap. Some suckers Tripping, flipping, sipping slick on the tip, and that's Very unoriginal and unnecessary The vocabulary's the primary tool. My style Varies, fool. Ain't it very scary when I begin? So send regards to your moms, your pops, your family, your kin I go the whole the nine yards 'cause the moral of the story is: [Hook: Sample] "Come off hard is the moral of the story" - Sample from Big Daddy Kane - "Somethin' Funky" (x8)