The Conqueror

Lyrics

Rodan - "The Conqueror" [Emcee(s): Rodan] [Producer(s): X-Ray Da Mindbenda] [Intro: Sample from Conan the Barbarian (1982)] "From the north, a man of great strength One who would crush the snakes of the Earth The conqueror, the conqueror" - The Witch [Verse 1: Rodan] Yo, yo, yo, I cut the head off the Devil and I throw it at you Asides that tat, decapitate your whole corporate commercial crew Retired Career cops, faggots fear Glocks Hear shots, Jakes falling like Teardrops Wigs twisting like spinning beer tops Seventy-five-watt niggas get no shine in chandelier shops Hold it down, solar sounds keep it right for night folk The acrobatic flight pope flip it across the twilight tightrope One 20/20 sight scope, saran wrap, my wisdom skin-tight Fresh uptown game, winning records like Yankee pinstripes Bless fundamental insight, penetrate your basic thin height ABC unalike, D-negative blood kin type Lynching a coward by the neck, break every cracker's windpipe Yo chickenhead-spanking, Billboard-ranking, regard these crab niggas as thanking The true and living universal of the almighty Benjamin Franklin Provide street virgins with all the trimmed fees Heavy rotation throughout the seasons like multi-flavored Timbies God Marked the transition and passed them slim trees Sparked Some for Biggie Smalls, patron saint of fourth-generation emcees Lyrical ancestor extradite weight from Venezuela Castrate Julius, choke Caesar with his own genitalia Willy Tell arrows bust from a nine-milli barrel, freeze the target The farthest Smartest, influential, early-second-millennium rap artist [Interlude 1: Sample from Conan the Barbarian (1982)] "A man who would someday be king by his own hand The conqueror, the conqueror" - The Witch [Verse 2: Rodan] The sick decipher statin arm, infinite degrees to keep the gat warm Gullible niggas is getting bigged up on a subway platform Take precaution while we scramble, run a risk, make a gamble Camp major, preamble running through bitches and emcees like Earl Campbell Gridiron, way-back, hundred-yard-long shots from Nevada Reborn through my shahada, the mighty dada globetrotter The baddest strata-nimbus-cumulus-cloud sky-squatter Ro' subtract mass poverty, probably'll purchase Anglo property Stranglehold the globe from forty acres of monopoly Worldwide lands is dedicated, street corners confederated Ghetto scientist medicated, nine out of ten murderous lines are improvised Last ten percent premeditated [Interlude 2: Sample from Conan the Barbarian (1982)] "From the north, a man of great strength The conqueror, the conqueror A man who would someday be king by his own hand The conqueror, the conqueror, the conqueror One who would crush the snakes of the Earth The conqueror, the conqueror One who would crush the snakes of the Earth The conqueror, the conqueror" - The Witch [Verse 3: Rodan] Yo, my man Wrecking Dan carry a high-caliber TEC in hand Strapped black, chronic cats will murder first and secondhand Hip hop and armored doctorates of plaques and monuments Touch more flavors than a supermarket aisle stacked with condiments Bring up the golden Elite, God, flop far, stop bars of rock stars Drum rolling back-to-back like boxcars, perform A fly-by, baptize, polarize solar scribes, blind Christ-like vibes, resurrect your golden tribe, practice Above-average mathematic tactics of an Aztec Counteract your wack static, that classic rap telepathic Rapid-ass spit drastic, bound to confound, true metro Flow, UFO running crop circles around you Universal Flying Objects, more written verses than evil prophets Cops tried to stop it, got shot-blocked. The Glock? Dropped it Third eye dilated, thirsty niggas that hydrated vibrated Hot southern skies is blazing, now I migrated Rugged lifestyle vindicated, big city soap opera series syndicated Certified-indicated, compact disc order-less Manslaughterously bloody forces leaking from every orifice Infrared light beam, tight, immaculate time scheme Dry-clean wax, now I sanitized your poor rhyme hygiene [Outro: Sample from Conan the Barbarian (1982)] "The conqueror One who would crush the snakes of the Earth The conqueror A man who would someday be king by his own hand The conqueror One who would crush the snakes of the Earth The conqueror A man who would someday be king by his own hand From the north, a man of great strength The conqueror, the conqueror, the conqueror" - The Witch