LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
My verbals rip shit, brains give birth to thoughts in triplets
Fuck it, I'm on some flip shit, ready to let my clip spit
Dramatical, vocals release shells like automatics do
Music's magical, causin' any battles to be tragical
Child got a style sick as hell, sicker than sickle cell anemia
Slaughter your circulatory like leukemia
Filled with larceny, who want parts of me? I'm vicious
Mad malicious, 'cause it's real on this road to riches
I got this mastered, other rappers'll graft it; weak and wicked
Camouflagin' as killers, how they speak and kick it
Peep this uniqueness, non-believers I'm leavin' speechless
Left to choke as if skunk smoke was comin' through the speakers
Surgically nice with any verbal device
Trife, breathin' life into mics
My eyesight's beyond the twilight
So die or fight; no surrender, no retreat
Techniques speak, I'm rather unique
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Artist/Group: AZ
Album: Doe or Die
Released: 1995
Label: EMI
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