Son of Spock Freestyle

Lyrics

Kenny Diaz ft. Son of Spock - "Son of Spock Freestyle (Lost Episodes Vol. 1+2: Best of New York Underground Hip Hop 1995 to 1999)" [Emcee(s): Son of Spock (AKA Jedi Bateria)] [Producer(s): Kenny Diaz] [Hook: Son of Spock (AKA Jedi Bateria)] I walk The streets as this lyrical space cadet, I kick A hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet. I walk The streets, yo, as a lyrical space cadet, I kick A hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet [Verse 1: Son of Spock (AKA Jedi Bateria)] Look into this: I was raised by Hannibal Lecter until he got Took then, now I walk this box as a stranger Matter of fact, fucking releasing mental anger These rappers can't fuck with me. I'm also known by AKA The Stalker. I grab a microphone and drink some Johnnie Walker So when you step up to this nigga, I could hit you then I Split ya under the table like a sedative. To me These rappers are irrelative, they're not winning. You're sinning I'm grinning and fucking splashing emcees while I'm trashing 'em Matter of fact, I'm bashing 'em like queers upon The Village I got my mental that got mad mileage but the speed of sonic So when you fuck up with my drink, you're gonna get slapped, kid Kind of quick when I rip, an emcee from head to shoulder I was the older nigga 'bout to fucking hit you with this Rap shit that will convince I am the main topic The main source, the main ingredient to this whole shit You're non-cent. Many emcees, they're making sense, so When I grab this microphone, I hit you fucking dense with Activity, the verbal captivity, and doing this shit All over. Matter of fact, your act backwards With words, doing this rap shit, I play emcees like herbs You're walking like a dyslexic, so when I grab a microphone I measure and different like the metric system from America, I grab a microphone and cause hysteria I bury ya, so when I solve this analysis Grab a microphone and then I fucking cut a rapper off Like hands. You're fucking prancing, I'm doing with romancing This is your last chance at verbal enhancing You're dancing with wolves, I'm dancing with knives And bullets to dive, so when I fucking grab a microphone I slide in her plate, not fake like nickel-plates, I make You shake. When I grab this rap shit, I cut a rapper Off like circulation in a long-ass sweater, it's The winter, I convince ya I drop rappers like four seasons We're doing this rap shit, you ain't fucking with me, you're Trickery like treason upon America. Jedi Is fucking 'bout to bring trickery, yo, chaotic styles Break down emcees and pull their fucking X-Files out Their circuit, you short-circuit, you can't work with This lyrical fucking style that make you feel like mental midgets Many emcees fucking fidget. I play 'em like faggots And drag this shit, work by the book like Joe Dragnet By Friday, doing this shit my way. Matter of fact I jumped into the highway, I'm out of days Looking like a Latter-Day. Many emcees, I fucking have 'em Pray, and walk the streets as a lyrical ar- -chitect, lyrical architect [Hook: Son of Spock (AKA Jedi Bateria)] I walk the streets as a lyrical space cadet Kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet I walk the streets as a lyrical space cadet Kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet [Verse 2: Son of Spock (AKA Jedi Bateria)] I don't Sweat these emcees, they wanna get a hint So when I grab a microphone, I'm slint like the eyes on a chink You must think I'm on this brink to grab a mi- -crophone, I play ya and then I swing like hypnotism You're fucking with my trick, also known as others by izm You're fucking with this rap shit, now I correct like Facilities, jail ability. To fuck with me, you must have Agilities, a strong one, a strong person With wrong verses, you're grabbing microphone, bring in the nurses I reload quicker than P.O.W.s, bringing Trouble to many emcees that fucking fumble and butter- -fingers, I linger, grab a microphone, then hit ya Give you the last hint, doing this rap shit, and then I split "Break Atoms" like Large Professor, a verbal enhancer So when I grab this microphone, I'll make you fucking feel like The verbal dancer