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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #6,319
Peak in subgenre #3,451
Author
Lyrics- Impulse.... Beat: Underground Beats
Rights
Lyrics: "Spot Blown".... Beat "no copyrights"
Uploaded
February 14, 2003
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.1 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Battle
Lyrics
Ohh noo, your horrorcore! i cant understand this kids evil mind /
metheus, that reminds me of a name from the mideval times /
and the chilvary is gone, so no loveee for this hoeee /
its simple, this kat couldnt busta rhyme, if he co-owned flipmode /
ya get crippled, like ill chris, ima make you feel this /
even if it means i have to run a fuckin plane into your building / *crash sound*
im illin, this kat from the bronx, so he pretends to be hot /
but he actually a bitch, singin "im still jenny from the block" /
i got this tourny locked, with master paddlelocks /
and i just ate the keys, *gulps* oooops /
recruited group, suped up, to make ya clocks stop /
cuz metheus bout to fall off, and a long ways like the last astranauts /
go back to hopscotch, little girly, actin squirlly /
oh arent ya perdy? afta i shit on you, and its not hersey /
burned ya to the third degree, turn ya burgendy /
ya gotta learn to be, last, ya get it strait, firstly /
ya not the first emcee, actually theres a couple left /
ya fuckin wit the best, while with ya girl, fuckin in ya bed / *suckaaa*
pickle breath, ya make me laugh, ya tickle me to death /
this man trys to buy fake jewlery so he can act like crystal meth /
rip the knuckle flesh, hardcore battler /
im so deadly, that i shake my fist, to warn rattlers /
gotcha dome shatterin, to much thought to diss pulse /
cuz im 100% dope, and ya just cant think of any insults /
ya pencil, breaks, fakes get torn out the place /
metheus went and saw travota and cage and now hes two faced /
ya luck stops today, ya feelin down, heres a pep song /
i just gotta smoke weed to counteract meth, so he gets slept on /
ate up like restraunts, impulse show no mercy /
im certainly winnin the tourny, and thats not purgery /
battle me? and be permantely put in a nursey /
metheus does nothin but sloppy cuts, like the doc on the first day surgery /
so take a deep breath, and tatoo BIG L across your chest /
cuz you already acomplished what he didnt, blew before death /
no room left, for wack emcees, that means you metheus /
so get the fuck out, right now, while im givin you the chance to leave it at this /
cuz im takin the cds, im takin the plaque my man /
ya not an emcee, ya can come to one of my shows and be the hype man /
smack ya wit a right hand, hook ya with a left /
ya scared to test me, ya playin hookie at its best /
i checked this up in the dictionary, so dont call me a liar /
ya deliverys way off, I'a better fire this messiah /
now ya up for hire, an unemployed writer /
and ya gonna have to dig up my yard, before this becomes down to the wire /
ya gonna be found by the fire, tryin to get hot /
but ya not, ya gonna flop, thats that, so just stop /
me stop? huh, neva neva here /
make ya do the bitter face, like drikin everclear strait /
u can hate, all u want kid /
but you gonna get alot of boos, as if the voters are haunted /
no chances of advancin, round 4 is your dead end /
impulse got special skills, that im considered an x-men /
like gambit is my best friend, damn it, didnt you know? /
that when i flow, emcees automatically hit the floor /
on the knees, oh geez, when will this ever stop ? /
not till im ontop, of the latter, yall make me flattered /
ohhh, all this chit chatter, comin from metheus /
ya better watch your bullshit before i make you eat it /
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