Destroy Mission

Lyrics

Poops - "Destroy Mission" [Emcee(s): Poops] [Producer(s): FBoom] [Scratches: FBoom] [Verse 1: Poops] As I set off a charge to spark the mic, no light In my insight is much darker. With a pen from Parker, I'll Write something fatter than when you write with a Pilot marker My brain is a domain fortress—don't resist this. You couldn't Lift this with a crane or forklift. Fuck around You and crew'll get cut down like the rainforest. My DJ Scratches, so who needs a chorus? No weaponry, a mic in my Possession'll be fine, and a pen to write a rhyme are the Only necessary necessities, so pack a crowd To the fullest density. The complexity? Some gets it. I'll Perfect this to eat up your music like a tape deck that's defective In time, minds become collective. Stress is in The mind, this has given my rhyme extra-sharp senses that'll Give a tear that's so tremendous it'll have the Earth flooded With red from when the gods hemorrhage [Hook: Samples] (x2) "On a destroy mission" - Sample from O.C. - "My World" "Hard times lead to hard rhymes, it's all crime" - Sample from "[?]" "That's why me and all mine" - Sample from "[?]" "On a destroy mission" - Sample from O.C. - "My World" "Live your life 'til the flatline with raw rhymes" - Sample from "[?]" "That's why me and all mine" - Sample from "[?]" "On a destroy mission" - Sample from O.C. - "My World" [Verse 2: Poops] Be the well-known wanted man for having more dope lines Than a hundred grams. Some niggas'll never understand What I speak. They could live on a beach and be the last To discover sand. Is it because I'm nasty and gross Like salary? I'm too real to feed off your dreams and fantasies Or to survive in your wonderland. I'm just A godly, supreme being in mortal form known as Mr. Wonderman Who be defeating seasons. I'm the reason the winter Crack and the autumn fall, the spring break, and the summer slam "Think I can," I shout with a rhyme I enchanted, recite When that's so bright, it'll make the Sun wear black and seem like A [?] to the light of this here rap. So to this Metaphor of [?], making the [?] The Sun God a mere mortal. Now you when it comes To mics and words, the almighty Poops be drinking from Oceans with icebergs. Take heed to the lessons that are based On represented facts and laid on tracks to have The wack stand back and hold their tongue like if they were In the midst of an epileptic attack. Rap's a gift To the ear crystalline-clear—even before they Present it on DAT [Hook: Samples] (x2) "Hard times lead to hard rhymes, it's all crime" - Sample from "[?]" "That's why me and all mine" - Sample from "[?]" "On a destroy mission" - Sample from O.C. - "My World" "Live your life 'til the flatline with raw rhymes" - Sample from "[?]" "That's why me and all mine" - Sample from "[?]" "On a destroy mission" - Sample from O.C. - "My World" [Outro: Samples with Scratches by FBoom] "A performance never again performed on the mic" - Sample from O.C. - "My World" (x2)