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    WWC rough lyrics

    Haha...So I tried...Anybody else wanna help me out here?



    Follow me


    all around the planet


    I run the game I'm on sickology


    they can never manage


    we do damage with no apology


    pick em' off the planet


    ya a lil' manic


    cause I gotta be


    frantic imma general


    cause I'm an oddity


    gobble the track


    ????NOFUCKINGIDEA??????


    cause I could pop with you


    off because it ??? as Waka Flocka


    gimme the choppa hip hop


    and watch him make rock


    with a show stoppa


    shakras poppin off tha


    WORLDWIDE CHOPPERS!



    If you anybody you notice it


    tech is the pinnacle


    not an ion make it ????


    loader coder the poly?


    get rotored quick in the quota


    they owe when exploded the flow


    behold it cause when the motor spit


    I be-a badea?


    never to get three of the real


    better just get me and a meal?


    ready to get me on my heels


    gimme the knocker and imma chop it


    then came in it with ya mamma


    but imma lock it down


    and hop in the pocket


    like emphinatas



    hit em up and get em up


    I aint done


    I aint given up


    trippin when I rip it


    I be the ish when I spittin my


    sorta like I was ?livin?


    then backin up in the guts


    everybody been knowin


    I be actin up when I bust


    from missouri to canada


    I'm receivin the stamina


    if you never been a fan of the man


    the plan is unanimous


    ?Can I cut?


    fuck anybody tech is killin murder


    leave em in the dust


    and nobody check when I'm standing up!



    Tech is hostile, he's awful!


    and really be wicked


    when he be off in the bottle


    yo when did you think it


    you never lost the apostle


    he's sick and he give it


    then pour it toss a picasso


    killin everybody off


    is the motto


    and I be the only chopper


    thats tossed in a brothel


    you said its pathetic


    my head is off in a taco


    im spreading and wetting you


    in the coffin when I go!



    I'm light years,


    head of my peers,


    want some?


    you can come bring it RIGHT HERE!


    WORLDWIDE CHOPPERS!


    Cant clown me!


    Come round me!


    Bow down,


    I was crowned when they found me!



    check it, I'm ahead of em


    chopping it with the veterans


    and liven developing


    he got it sounding ?insane?


    but you gotta notice an elephant


    none of you niggas relevant


    you never get it


    but loving every second of this!



    DENMARK!



    ???????



    What if i ran into you with a pogo stick?


    jump on top of your rappers


    like a jehovas witness


    but I'm fuckin with Jesus


    In a paper pamphlet


    and I ?put up? with churches


    I can bust in a hamlet


    sinner will burn in that


    internal damage


    too bad a batter


    ?but then I look back on a hammock?


    I'm hearing 03' like I was then but I came up


    with a ?stamp? up in the rocking chairs


    making a stand with it


    RAAAH!


    think im a 22


    with a bullet inside


    of a motherfucker


    from outside


    and I can ?make an incision box?


    I headed up yeah


    headed for bucks


    fuck your mom


    feel my dread


    like I had a haters locks


    feelin it bump


    I can handle they chops


    when I hop on a fuckin beat


    on the worldwide choppas


    when I fuck with Tech N9ne


    keep the ?????


    an smoke a beat with me


    we'll bust a rhyme


    well sure why not?


    ???????


    show any more of my cock


    but I run across the stadium


    and I bury your socks


    in a trenchcoat


    with a pistol and a watch


    don't drop a verse


    before you can focus


    that we the clocks


    America is outta control


    heat it up,


    beat it up,


    then I gotta go!


    put up my dumptruck


    to send another load


    peter poppa


    ?????NOFUCKINGIDEA????



    I'm light years,


    head of my peers,


    want some?


    you can come bring it RIGHT HERE!


    WORLDWIDE CHOPPERS!


    Cant clown me!


    Come round me!


    Bow down,


    I was crowned when they found me!



    CHICAGO



    TWISTA!



    Focus up in my rhythm


    alyssum the venom'll hit em


    I give astigmatism


    and then imma spit em


    something so full of vendors


    that everybody'll wanna devour


    the pieces of my enemy causin cannibalism


    breakin em off ?????in a predicament


    that be never reversible


    cause a nigga be too


    versatile makin you nervous


    you could never cook me


    with the burner


    ill burn you I'm an immortal


    when I bust


    thats the reason I murder you



    focus on my hokus pokus


    and make em lick it magic


    after I wreck it


    check the disrespectas betta have it


    cause Im a anomaly


    never given the bottom me


    too any motherfucker challenging my astronomy


    poppin that don't stop it


    the fathers with the flamestone


    I'm one of the most popular choppers


    and my names long


    throwin it up in the air


    taken it there


    we WWC if you cant keep up


    shoulda stayed home



    my alien knowledge


    be makin other astronomers


    welcome to the sanctions of discovery


    a paleontologist


    so play me and imma be


    shinin on them haters


    im finna be usin it


    as energy watch how radiant imma be!


    like a helicopter when the worlds fly


    entire families on the way out


    till your girl die


    if i catch you fuckin with the most intricate lyricist


    or even trying to stop us


    cause we choppas


    and we worldwide and I'm.



    I'm light years,


    head of my peers,


    want some?


    you can come bring it RIGHT HERE!


    WORLDWIDE CHOPPERS!


    Cant clown me!


    Come round me!


    Bow down,


    I was crowned when they found me!



    NEW YORK



    T-N9na asked


    when imma stop it my dude?


    and when imma cock it and pop


    and when imma drop it my dude?


    and never the least


    bet imma be the most incredible dude


    that ever spit on a record


    and put it together my dude


    then they even asked


    what in the world was you provin?


    and when you were already the best,


    and what the hell is you doin?


    Well imma be chopping and cutting


    and breakin and beatin and shakin


    and fuckin everything up


    till there aint no further mistaken!


    And Bustin everything up


    like a fuckin ?? Jamacian!


    and shuttin everything off


    especially the ones that be hatin


    they loving everything


    until I got em stuttering stupid


    you hear em now?


    D-D-D-Dont D-D-D-Do it!


    Puh-Puh-Puh-Please!


    W-W-W-Why you gotta T-T-Try?


    W-W-W-We already know that you be the nicest!


    You know Imma come and kill em


    get em hit em and finish em


    and bang em in the head and dimish em


    and then I'll,


    hit em and get em into minimum,


    then ill be comin to killin em,


    really be gotta be drilling em,


    thinking they gotta be feelin em!


    spittin lithiums,


    either way a nigga be spillin em,


    and getting em stupid


    to the point where theres no forgiven him!


    hopin your listening and then your paying attention


    and you witnessed him hit em with it


    I be crushin on the mic


    and getting it its all gonna be flattened


    and packing the people in


    from the front to the back


    and they got me actin a fool


    Im blacken nigga now I'm.





    I'm light years,


    head of my peers,


    want some?


    you can come bring it RIGHT HERE!


    WORLDWIDE CHOPPERS!


    Cant clown me!


    Come round me!


    Bow down,


    I was crowned when they found me!



    And I'm not even gonna try these next verses right now haha.FUCK!



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    CEZA (Turkey)
    Sak cat, me no backchat
    More Arabic I don't know
    More Arabic I don't know
    More Arabic I don't know
    (It started in the Midwest)
    (Now we 'bout to take it)
    (All over the world, baby!)
    (This is the pinnacle!)
    (Yeah, Tech N9ne!)

    Tech N9ne
    Follow me, all around the planet, I run the gamut on psychology
    They could never manage, we do damage wit' no apology
    Pick 'em out the panic, a little manic 'cause I gotta be
    Frantic, I'ma jam it 'cause I'm an oddity
    Down for the trackin' like I'm grabbin' at my binoculars
    I could pop at you, papa, 'cause I'm partners wit' Waka Flocka
    Gimme the top of hip-hop and watch 'im make 'em rock
    With a show-stopper, chakras poppin' off the (Worldwide Choppers)
    If you anybody, you notice it
    Take as the pinnacle, now the ideal nickel solos it
    Little coders to pull again, wrote it quick and they quoted it
    Yo, when it exposed, the flow be hold it, 'cause when that motor spit
    A-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never to get free of the rear
    Better to get just near the mirror, ready to get near my heirs
    Gimme the knock and I'ma chop it, he came and it went tomorrow
    But I'ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas
    Hit 'em up and get 'em up, I ain't done, I ain't did enough
    Trippin' when I rip it, I be the X when I split 'em up
    Sorta like I was liquored up and backin' up in the cup
    Everybody be knowin' I be actin' up when I buzz
    From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin' the stamina
    If you never been a fan of the man, the planet's unanimous
    Killa Kaz'll fuck anybody, Tech is calamitous
    Leave 'em in the dust, anybody, Tech when I'm standin'
    Tech is hostile, he's awful
    He really be wicked when he off in the bottle
    You wit' it, you dig it, you never lost the apostle
    He's thinkin' he can give it the Poe and toss it Picasso
    Killin' everybody off is the motto
    And I be the only chopper that's tossed in the brothel
    You said it's pathetic, my head is off in the taco
    I sped and you bled and you in the convo when I go
    I'm light years
    Ahead of my peers
    Want some, you can come bring it right here
    Can't clown me
    Don't come 'round me
    Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

    D-LOC(K.C.)
    Check it, I'm ahead of 'em, chop it up with the veteran
    A legend developin', they gotta tell 'im it's evident
    Gotta notice an elephant, none of you niggas relevant'
    You delicate, I'm lovin' every second of this

    U$O (Denmark)
    I really don't know what language he's rapping in
    But I welcome your help, commenters
    I do know this
    He spits four bars

    YELAWOLF (Alabama)
    What if I ran into you wit' a Pogo stick?
    Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah's Witness?
    Wit' a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet
    And I threw up more tracks like I was playin' Hamlet?
    Syllable burnin', that internal damage
    Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammock
    Under an oak tree, like I was peelin' pecans
    But instead, I'm peelin' rappers' heads, makin' a sam-a-wich
    Think I'ma turn into and put a bullet inside of a
    Motherfucker from Westside, a 1987 box
    I'm headed up, yeah, headed for bucks
    Fuck 'em all, make 'em feel my dread like I had a head of locks
    Feelin' rebuffed, like you had that shot
    But I hopped on the fuckin' beat and I worldwide chopped
    Wanna I fuck wit' Tech N9ne, well, then fine
    I smoke a beat wit' Mr. Busta Rhymes, well, sure, why not?
    Really don't need to show any more of my cock
    But I run across the stadium in a pair of your socks
    In a trenchcoat wit' the pencil and a watch
    Then drop a verse before you can focus to beat the clocks
    Slumerican is out of control
    Heat it up, beat it up, then I gotta go
    But I'm a dump truck, just send another load
    Peter Piper dump up all the peppers in your throats
    Wit' an alien probe
    I'm light years
    Ahead of my peers
    Want some, you can come bring it right here
    Can't clown me
    Don't come 'round me
    Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

    TWISTA (Chicago)
    Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm
    Or loosen the venom and hit 'em and give 'em astig-a-ma-tism
    And then I'ma spit 'em somethin' so full of vengeance
    That everybody'll wanna devour the pieces of my enemies 'cause of cannibalism
    Breakin' 'em off into particles, they get in a predicament
    That be never reversible 'cause a nigga be too versatile
    Makin' you nervous, you could never compete with the colonel
    I burn you, I'm an immortal, and that's the reason I murder you
    Focus on my hocus pocus and make a likkle magic
    After I wreck and check ya, then ya best pick a better habit
    'Cause I'm an anomaly, able to give a lobotomy
    To any motherfucker challengin' my astronomy
    Hoppin' out, I don't stop when the flame stone
    Now one of the most popular choppers and my name's known
    Throwin' it up in the air, takin' it there
    We W-W-C, if you can't keep up, shoulda stayed home
    My-my-my alien knowledge be makin' other astronomers
    Welcome to this Angeles, a discovery of palentology
    So play me and I'ma be shinin' on them haters
    I'm finna be usin' it as energy, watch how radiant I'ma be
    Like a helicopter when the words fly
    Entire families all the way out to you girl die
    If I catch you fuckin' with the most intricate lyricists
    Or even try to stop us 'cause we choppers and we worldwide
    And I'm
    I'm light years
    Ahead of my peers
    Want some, you can come bring it right here
    Can't clown me
    Don't come 'round me
    Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

    BUSTA RHYMES (New York)
    See how they ask when I'ma stomp on my dude
    And when I'ma cock it and pop it, and what I'ma drop on my dude
    Inevitably, is that I'ma be the most incredible dude
    To ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude
    And then they ask "What in the world is you provin'?
    What, when you already the best? And what the hell is he doin'?"
    Well, I'ma be choppin' and cuttin' and breakin' and beatin' and shakin'
    And fuckin' everything up 'til there ain't no further mistakin'
    And bustin' everything up like a fuckin' angry Jamaican
    And shuttin' everything up, 'specially the ones who be hatin'
    They lovin' everything until I got 'em stutterin' stupid
    You hear 'em now? "D-d-d-d-don't do-do-do-do it!
    P-P-P-Please? Wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us?
    W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest!"
    And now I'ma come and kill 'em, get 'em, hit 'em, and finish 'em
    And bang 'em in the head and diminish 'em, and then I'll
    Hit 'em again at a minimum, repeat comin' to kill 'em
    Then he be gotta be drillin' 'em, thinkin' "They gotta be feelin' 'im!"
    Spittin' lithium, see the way a nigga be spillin' 'em?
    And gettin' 'em stupid to the point where there's no forgivin' 'im?
    Hopin' you're listenin' and you're payin' attention
    And you're witnessin' the way that I be crushin' on the mic
    And gettin' in the zone, I be flattenin' and packin' in
    People from the front to the back and
    They got me actin' a fool, I'm blackin', nigga
    Now I'm home!
    I'm light years
    Ahead of my peers
    Want some, you can come bring it right here
    Can't clown me
    Don't come 'round me
    Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

    J.L. (Canada)
    ...make (something) retire instantly
    I'm choppin', don't call me Michael Myers in my vicinity
    The way I be killin' 'em with rhythm, it get illegitimate
    The Yela will finish and end any predicament
    And the enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack up
    They know they can never get wit' me whenever they mention me
    The hands of a lyrical criminal, more deadly than chemicals
    Check my resume, they say that your boy's biblical

    TWISTED INSANE (California)
    ..I dead 'em, I set 'em, and you can feel me
    Diggin' up in your brain and bringin' the pain, and y'all fin' wanna kill me
    Fillin' 'em with that fury, get up and hurry, you can feel the Remy
    Comin' in wit' that shit, I'm havin' a fit, and you will never peel me
    I feel you when I'm on top of you, look at the W
    You been poppin' off, I'ma hit 'em up wit' a bullet to the (Brain!)
    You can look into the eyes of a heathen, breathin', you're fiendin'
    And dreamin' to find a demon, I'm insane, I'm a worldwide (Chopper)

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    GOD DAMN haha...I tried but you got that shit on lock already dude! Thank you!

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    i didnt take too hard of a look at the lyrics Cheetah, but i did see that you have D-Loc's verse switched around with J.L of B.Hood, and both of them are from Kansas. Although i can see how you thought Canada (especially cuz it fit with the "worldwide" aspect).





    so yeah, switch around J.L and D-Locs names and you'll be good. Those lyrics look pretty damn close!

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    Yo cheetah, fucking great job man these lyrics seem very close to 100% accurate, you're the man..





    What about He's a Mental Giant?

  6. #6
    Lyrics for U$O's part:

    (Denmark)
    De vil alle checke når vi lægger det
    kommer ind og smacker det
    beatet jeg flækker det
    ikke hvad der kommer ud af min mund
    hænger med de vildeste gutter det minder mig om
    hva' stikker der af for de kalder mig alle "Fucking Chopper"!


    Translated:

    (Denmark)
    They all wanna check when we lay it
    comin' in and smack it
    The beat - I wreck it
    Not what's comin' out of my mouth
    chillin' with the wildest guys it reminds me of
    what's runnin 'cause they all call me "Fucking Chopper"!

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    damn good looks on this...I was bout to start one

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    Good job Dillon.... Your my hero



    Quote Originally Posted by D Wright
    Lyrics for U$O's part:

    (Denmark)
    De vil alle checke når vi lægger det
    kommer ind og smacker det
    beatet jeg flækker det
    ikke hvad der kommer ud af min mund
    hænger med de vildeste gutter det minder mig om
    hva' stikker der af for de kalder mig alle "Fucking Chopper"!


    Translated:

    (Denmark)
    They all wanna check when we lay it
    comin' in and smack it
    The beat - I wreck it
    Not what's comin' out of my mouth
    chillin' with the wildest guys it reminds me of
    what's runnin 'cause they all call me "Fucking Chopper"!

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    JL is from KC and D Loc is from Kansas. theres no one from canada on here



    Quote Originally Posted by Cheetah King
    CEZA (Turkey)
    Sak cat, me no backchat
    More Arabic I don't know
    More Arabic I don't know
    More Arabic I don't know
    (It started in the Midwest)
    (Now we 'bout to take it)
    (All over the world, baby!)
    (This is the pinnacle!)
    (Yeah, Tech N9ne!)

    Tech N9ne
    Follow me, all around the planet, I run the gamut on psychology
    They could never manage, we do damage wit' no apology
    Pick 'em out the panic, a little manic 'cause I gotta be
    Frantic, I'ma jam it 'cause I'm an oddity
    Down for the trackin' like I'm grabbin' at my binoculars
    I could pop at you, papa, 'cause I'm partners wit' Waka Flocka
    Gimme the top of hip-hop and watch 'im make 'em rock
    With a show-stopper, chakras poppin' off the (Worldwide Choppers)
    If you anybody, you notice it
    Take as the pinnacle, now the ideal nickel solos it
    Little coders to pull again, wrote it quick and they quoted it
    Yo, when it exposed, the flow be hold it, 'cause when that motor spit
    A-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never to get free of the rear
    Better to get just near the mirror, ready to get near my heirs
    Gimme the knock and I'ma chop it, he came and it went tomorrow
    But I'ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas
    Hit 'em up and get 'em up, I ain't done, I ain't did enough
    Trippin' when I rip it, I be the X when I split 'em up
    Sorta like I was liquored up and backin' up in the cup
    Everybody be knowin' I be actin' up when I buzz
    From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin' the stamina
    If you never been a fan of the man, the planet's unanimous
    Killa Kaz'll fuck anybody, Tech is calamitous
    Leave 'em in the dust, anybody, Tech when I'm standin'
    Tech is hostile, he's awful
    He really be wicked when he off in the bottle
    You wit' it, you dig it, you never lost the apostle
    He's thinkin' he can give it the Poe and toss it Picasso
    Killin' everybody off is the motto
    And I be the only chopper that's tossed in the brothel
    You said it's pathetic, my head is off in the taco
    I sped and you bled and you in the convo when I go
    I'm light years
    Ahead of my peers
    Want some, you can come bring it right here
    Can't clown me
    Don't come 'round me
    Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

    D-LOC(K.C.)
    Check it, I'm ahead of 'em, chop it up with the veteran
    A legend developin', they gotta tell 'im it's evident
    Gotta notice an elephant, none of you niggas relevant'
    You delicate, I'm lovin' every second of this

    U$O (Denmark)
    I really don't know what language he's rapping in
    But I welcome your help, commenters
    I do know this
    He spits four bars

    YELAWOLF (Alabama)
    What if I ran into you wit' a Pogo stick?
    Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah's Witness?
    Wit' a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet
    And I threw up more tracks like I was playin' Hamlet?
    Syllable burnin', that internal damage
    Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammock
    Under an oak tree, like I was peelin' pecans
    But instead, I'm peelin' rappers' heads, makin' a sam-a-wich
    Think I'ma turn into and put a bullet inside of a
    Motherfucker from Westside, a 1987 box
    I'm headed up, yeah, headed for bucks
    Fuck 'em all, make 'em feel my dread like I had a head of locks
    Feelin' rebuffed, like you had that shot
    But I hopped on the fuckin' beat and I worldwide chopped
    Wanna I fuck wit' Tech N9ne, well, then fine
    I smoke a beat wit' Mr. Busta Rhymes, well, sure, why not?
    Really don't need to show any more of my cock
    But I run across the stadium in a pair of your socks
    In a trenchcoat wit' the pencil and a watch
    Then drop a verse before you can focus to beat the clocks
    Slumerican is out of control
    Heat it up, beat it up, then I gotta go
    But I'm a dump truck, just send another load
    Peter Piper dump up all the peppers in your throats
    Wit' an alien probe
    I'm light years
    Ahead of my peers
    Want some, you can come bring it right here
    Can't clown me
    Don't come 'round me
    Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

    TWISTA (Chicago)
    Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm
    Or loosen the venom and hit 'em and give 'em astig-a-ma-tism
    And then I'ma spit 'em somethin' so full of vengeance
    That everybody'll wanna devour the pieces of my enemies 'cause of cannibalism
    Breakin' 'em off into particles, they get in a predicament
    That be never reversible 'cause a nigga be too versatile
    Makin' you nervous, you could never compete with the colonel
    I burn you, I'm an immortal, and that's the reason I murder you
    Focus on my hocus pocus and make a likkle magic
    After I wreck and check ya, then ya best pick a better habit
    'Cause I'm an anomaly, able to give a lobotomy
    To any motherfucker challengin' my astronomy
    Hoppin' out, I don't stop when the flame stone
    Now one of the most popular choppers and my name's known
    Throwin' it up in the air, takin' it there
    We W-W-C, if you can't keep up, shoulda stayed home
    My-my-my alien knowledge be makin' other astronomers
    Welcome to this Angeles, a discovery of palentology
    So play me and I'ma be shinin' on them haters
    I'm finna be usin' it as energy, watch how radiant I'ma be
    Like a helicopter when the words fly
    Entire families all the way out to you girl die
    If I catch you fuckin' with the most intricate lyricists
    Or even try to stop us 'cause we choppers and we worldwide
    And I'm
    I'm light years
    Ahead of my peers
    Want some, you can come bring it right here
    Can't clown me
    Don't come 'round me
    Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

    BUSTA RHYMES (New York)
    See how they ask when I'ma stomp on my dude
    And when I'ma cock it and pop it, and what I'ma drop on my dude
    Inevitably, is that I'ma be the most incredible dude
    To ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude
    And then they ask "What in the world is you provin'?
    What, when you already the best? And what the hell is he doin'?"
    Well, I'ma be choppin' and cuttin' and breakin' and beatin' and shakin'
    And fuckin' everything up 'til there ain't no further mistakin'
    And bustin' everything up like a fuckin' angry Jamaican
    And shuttin' everything up, 'specially the ones who be hatin'
    They lovin' everything until I got 'em stutterin' stupid
    You hear 'em now? "D-d-d-d-don't do-do-do-do it!
    P-P-P-Please? Wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us?
    W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest!"
    And now I'ma come and kill 'em, get 'em, hit 'em, and finish 'em
    And bang 'em in the head and diminish 'em, and then I'll
    Hit 'em again at a minimum, repeat comin' to kill 'em
    Then he be gotta be drillin' 'em, thinkin' "They gotta be feelin' 'im!"
    Spittin' lithium, see the way a nigga be spillin' 'em?
    And gettin' 'em stupid to the point where there's no forgivin' 'im?
    Hopin' you're listenin' and you're payin' attention
    And you're witnessin' the way that I be crushin' on the mic
    And gettin' in the zone, I be flattenin' and packin' in
    People from the front to the back and
    They got me actin' a fool, I'm blackin', nigga
    Now I'm home!
    I'm light years
    Ahead of my peers
    Want some, you can come bring it right here
    Can't clown me
    Don't come 'round me
    Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

    J.L. (Canada)
    ...make (something) retire instantly
    I'm choppin', don't call me Michael Myers in my vicinity
    The way I be killin' 'em with rhythm, it get illegitimate
    The Yela will finish and end any predicament
    And the enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack up
    They know they can never get wit' me whenever they mention me
    The hands of a lyrical criminal, more deadly than chemicals
    Check my resume, they say that your boy's biblical

    TWISTED INSANE (California)
    ..I dead 'em, I set 'em, and you can feel me
    Diggin' up in your brain and bringin' the pain, and y'all fin' wanna kill me
    Fillin' 'em with that fury, get up and hurry, you can feel the Remy
    Comin' in wit' that shit, I'm havin' a fit, and you will never peel me
    I feel you when I'm on top of you, look at the W
    You been poppin' off, I'ma hit 'em up wit' a bullet to the (Brain!)
    You can look into the eyes of a heathen, breathin', you're fiendin'
    And dreamin' to find a demon, I'm insane, I'm a worldwide (Chopper)

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