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  • 作词 : Austin, Bogard, Brown, Reed ...
    (Killah Priest)
    I hide my face like the Elephant Man, follow, you reach
    Out of long black sleeves with skeleton hands
    Touch rappers, watch them rot, they skin fall off
    Boil in the pavement, on the cold boardwalks
    Then I laugh like the Joker, while pissin' on 'em
    Then put on my hood, wait on the next corner
    The next victim, look at his face, with tears in my eyes
    That crystalize and turn into stone, before they fall from my dome
    Like an avalanche, the way I spit sound like an African chant
    The Priest run through MC's like I'm trampelin' ants
    Peep the form, it's a Vatican stance
    The Pope Victor the first, the flow spit with a curse
    The sicker the verse, the more bodies to stick in the dirt
    Wait around, I'mma pick you a hearse
    I like them long black ones, drive around while spinning on two wheels
    It's whatever you feel, blue steel
    On black day, silver clouds when the mack spray
    Turn rappers back into clay
    My mind's a museum filled with microphone exhibits
    Of rhymes that I write, that look like pictures
    (Ras Kass)
    Aiyo, my technique is bezerk, bezerk, I'm better than ya'll ******
    Pull ya ******* skin off like a T-shirt
    We taught, no remorse, donate aborted rappers for skin cell research
    I spit a few bars, and ****** is Fubar
    You wouldn't ride on me if you was driving two cars, homey
    The mind of Caesar Augustus, rocking a caesar
    Eating a caesar salad in August
    Plus I'm allustrious, I've been with the boys
    Born and raised in L.A. by monster Co-D's
    Slowly chose the dark side for ice cold forties
    Like Obi-Wan Kenobi with an iced out Rollie
    And might **** a white *****, don't get it ****** up
    Love black chicks, but they don't like to suck nuts
    So tell me what the hell am I suppose to do
    It's like sipping siz-urp, in youth and I'm suppose to screw
    Talk slimey like Oprah, people **** backwards
    Just to make Harpo out of Oprah
    Ras spit sicker than most groups put together
    Cuz ya'll put together, I put foot to leather
    And walk over dead bodies, like Rise of the Machines
    Don't be suprised, *****, it's Idi Amin
    Rappers get 'ate' up, like that number on Kobe's jersey
    God dammit it, I pop that swervy
    (Canibus)
    Canibus, the only M.C. on Earth,
    That did geophysical research, about the new rebirth
    The Sun turn the Earth, to rotisserie dirt
    Listen 'fore you start dissing me first, this'll be worse
    Twelve degree pole shift, displace the ocean
    They send space probes in, they come back broken
    Armageddon omen, Planet X inbound
    That rapidly approaching, none of us are chosen
    Field manual, two zero dash four six
    Your life's getting away, you better run for it
    Population reduction, mass destruction
    The reset button is coming and some of us love it
    The return of Niburu, we will prepare you
    Stay away from the media, they will scare you
    Rappers respect beef, tactics and technique
    I'mma show you how the best compete, let's peep
    My verse on the mic, is a surgical strike
    Of herbal delight with no personal life
    Live Saturday Night, sacrifice, batter the mic
    Jab to the left, jab to the right
    (Kurupt)
    I'm the scripture sculpture, volcanic
    You ignoramous, I'm the future
    Volcanic vulture, proverb
    I fire words, test this cannon
    All opponents, poetry Leonist
    Spartan, you just can't sink me
    Shots, Hell's Kitchen, to Hellsinki
    Since I was born, it's all about roaming
    Since the Roman wars, I've been Caesar
    Master seizures, master of diseases
    Throughout the legions, temperature's beyond degrees
    Terrifying like Saddam allegiance
    Ingenius, **** ya, I don't wanna have to bust ya open
    But I think you're looking too closely
    And I don't wanna have to bust ya eyes, **** it
    **** your eyes, **** your momma, **** the drama
    Who needs it, who like it, who bleeds it
    Who think it, who smoke it, who drink it
    **********, I'mma start shrinking
    Each and every one of you ******, ******* particles
    You walk in and get read like articles
    Shredding, I'mma teach all of ya'll
    How to start poetry, beheading, of the headless Horsemen, *****
    Read the perscription, try it once, instantaneous addiction
    If you ever wanna see me
    H-O-R-S-E-M-E-N, *****, *****, *****
  • 作词 : Austin, Bogard, Brown, Reed ...
    (Killah Priest)
    I hide my face like the Elephant Man, follow, you reach
    Out of long black sleeves with skeleton hands
    Touch rappers, watch them rot, they skin fall off
    Boil in the pavement, on the cold boardwalks
    Then I laugh like the Joker, while pissin' on 'em
    Then put on my hood, wait on the next corner
    The next victim, look at his face, with tears in my eyes
    That crystalize and turn into stone, before they fall from my dome
    Like an avalanche, the way I spit sound like an African chant
    The Priest run through MC's like I'm trampelin' ants
    Peep the form, it's a Vatican stance
    The Pope Victor the first, the flow spit with a curse
    The sicker the verse, the more bodies to stick in the dirt
    Wait around, I'mma pick you a hearse
    I like them long black ones, drive around while spinning on two wheels
    It's whatever you feel, blue steel
    On black day, silver clouds when the mack spray
    Turn rappers back into clay
    My mind's a museum filled with microphone exhibits
    Of rhymes that I write, that look like pictures
    (Ras Kass)
    Aiyo, my technique is bezerk, bezerk, I'm better than ya'll ******
    Pull ya ******* skin off like a T-shirt
    We taught, no remorse, donate aborted rappers for skin cell research
    I spit a few bars, and ****** is Fubar
    You wouldn't ride on me if you was driving two cars, homey
    The mind of Caesar Augustus, rocking a caesar
    Eating a caesar salad in August
    Plus I'm allustrious, I've been with the boys
    Born and raised in L.A. by monster Co-D's
    Slowly chose the dark side for ice cold forties
    Like Obi-Wan Kenobi with an iced out Rollie
    And might **** a white *****, don't get it ****** up
    Love black chicks, but they don't like to suck nuts
    So tell me what the hell am I suppose to do
    It's like sipping siz-urp, in youth and I'm suppose to screw
    Talk slimey like Oprah, people **** backwards
    Just to make Harpo out of Oprah
    Ras spit sicker than most groups put together
    Cuz ya'll put together, I put foot to leather
    And walk over dead bodies, like Rise of the Machines
    Don't be suprised, *****, it's Idi Amin
    Rappers get 'ate' up, like that number on Kobe's jersey
    God dammit it, I pop that swervy
    (Canibus)
    Canibus, the only M.C. on Earth,
    That did geophysical research, about the new rebirth
    The Sun turn the Earth, to rotisserie dirt
    Listen 'fore you start dissing me first, this'll be worse
    Twelve degree pole shift, displace the ocean
    They send space probes in, they come back broken
    Armageddon omen, Planet X inbound
    That rapidly approaching, none of us are chosen
    Field manual, two zero dash four six
    Your life's getting away, you better run for it
    Population reduction, mass destruction
    The reset button is coming and some of us love it
    The return of Niburu, we will prepare you
    Stay away from the media, they will scare you
    Rappers respect beef, tactics and technique
    I'mma show you how the best compete, let's peep
    My verse on the mic, is a surgical strike
    Of herbal delight with no personal life
    Live Saturday Night, sacrifice, batter the mic
    Jab to the left, jab to the right
    (Kurupt)
    I'm the scripture sculpture, volcanic
    You ignoramous, I'm the future
    Volcanic vulture, proverb
    I fire words, test this cannon
    All opponents, poetry Leonist
    Spartan, you just can't sink me
    Shots, Hell's Kitchen, to Hellsinki
    Since I was born, it's all about roaming
    Since the Roman wars, I've been Caesar
    Master seizures, master of diseases
    Throughout the legions, temperature's beyond degrees
    Terrifying like Saddam allegiance
    Ingenius, **** ya, I don't wanna have to bust ya open
    But I think you're looking too closely
    And I don't wanna have to bust ya eyes, **** it
    **** your eyes, **** your momma, **** the drama
    Who needs it, who like it, who bleeds it
    Who think it, who smoke it, who drink it
    **********, I'mma start shrinking
    Each and every one of you ******, ******* particles
    You walk in and get read like articles
    Shredding, I'mma teach all of ya'll
    How to start poetry, beheading, of the headless Horsemen, *****
    Read the perscription, try it once, instantaneous addiction
    If you ever wanna see me
    H-O-R-S-E-M-E-N, *****, *****, *****