Bust These Lyrics

Lyrics

(Hook) Hard rapping, funky beats, def scratching, no gimmicks Put your ears to the speakers and bust these lyrics! I'm attacking weak rappers, periodically destroying T La Rock, imitators have become so annoying I turn on my radio which I keep on the shelf Every station I turn to I keep hearing myself I hear myself on records I never made I'm not dumb my mind is sharper than the butchers blade! [?] angry like this and rappers who persist I explode like a bomb I get so pissed I can't stand it no more, I try my best to implore Now it's time for T La Rock to even the score! (Hook) I use the mic like a belt, beat rappers like children And then I condescend Graciously pretend to step off, though I may pretend to be through But this part of my strategy Disillusioning with pre-planned tactics Will protect myself like you do with prophylactics Ingenious ideas to despair my foes I stalk em and hawk 'em no matter where they go I'm the notorious fear inflicter I'm the mongoose, you're the boa constrictor I'm good, you're garbage, we're easy to distinguish I will be the victor, you prefer to relinquish Huh! I'm ready to commence annihilation My mind is now morbid, there's no rehabilitation I'm a rapper killer with the strength of a gorilla A brutal slayer, clone of Attila The Hun, you better run, punk flee while you can My orders to kill, there'll be no count demands I'm entering the boundaries of insanity Grotesque actions altering humanity Disgusted to the fullest at all enemies Bold rappers who dare battle me are a tease I'm a professor of war, honorable veteran Strategy coordinator, acute militarian Profound, I'm bound to increase in my strength And definitely there'll be no lengths Of you shit talking rappers who don't even know me You're as fictional to me as Obi Wan Kenobi! Like a tramp, you're equal to a two cent stamp Your mind is dead, you will never revamp Or revise, surprise, I see you're in shock Dontcha know [?] prepared to [?] I'm hot like lava, I'm ready to roast You weak duck rappers who keep playin' me close When I walk, heads slam, the people all chant I'm a walking time-bomb equivalent to a power plant! When challenged, I drool, I'm so powerful My jaws lock on the mic like the jaws of a pit bull I go mad, break out into a tantrum Mentally convert into a hip hop phantom My foes then panic, shake like a leaf Knowing their destruction will be short and brief [?] up like a snail, faces turn pale [?] a thousand miles a second on each finger nail I'm dangerous, deadly like a scorpion Fearless, undisputed champion Unique in the mind, and strength I'm like [?] Physique of a model, tall dark and handsome Black and you know it, nicknamed the poet The lyrical king who [?] to bring Funky fresh lyrics and keep running things! (Hook) Do it Greg! I have unmeasurable power, unbelievable force I bring more pleasure to the mind than sexual intercourse Rhyming is my specialty, rapping I've perfected Considered dead rappers I seeked and resurrected That climax of my power is beyond extreme I have the mind of a scientist to program dreams Like a magnet I attract, keep jams well packed Like a hypodermic needle my lyrics extract All bad thoughts, repulsing ideas Anxiety [?] I stimulate like beer Most lyric writers are well out of my league Like history! All my lyrics intrigue The thought of rap on the air was considered remote If you had leukemia there was no antidote As the world evolves many problems are solved To keep this good thing going I've become involved Join with me, Lou, and Greg, my comrades As a team our dream is to make you glad Remain a part of the hip hop world That goes to every man and woman Every boy and girl!