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Brainstorm microphone
This is it, from a time bomb
speed, fast as an F-fifteen
Raise the heat, the gasoline
Overload, it cause a blackout
Dead end, no chance to back out
Hit the tripwire, duck from the
Broken glass, car tires, bodies hit the deck
As I to wreck
Eject another clip and drip
of danger, increasin' anger
Point blank, I another stranger
the mic tight, I see the brake lights
Hit the back door, I lay down cross the
E's on the wheels, he makes the squeal
Blood's on my gear from caps peeled
About a block away I sit up, back
It wasn't nothin' but a contract

Dressed in black, I stalk my
in a leather attache
Low I speak, I speak to few
Just give me the and who the fuck to do
Four blocks away my aim's
Night scope on a carbine
my cross hairs on my vic's eye
Squeeze the trigger, the brains fly
Violent? Yeah, you could me that
Insane? on the right track
But turn the sounds up so I can stay
Do another crew and break
The only way I is in a cold sweat
You say I'm crazy? You see shit yet
'Cause I love to kill and for fun
The microphone off like a handgun
It's goin' down now grab your girl,
No excuses the bodies begin to drop
Look in my face, fool, it look like I'm
Don't become another victim of mic

What's up? You want feet in some concrete?
I got some brothers that'll do you for gold
But most the I move, I move alone
Take a bat, your motherfuckin' dome
Shoot you dead in the with a sawed off
One ten degrees, ice don't get soft
'Cause I'm hard as they come, I come
You handle the vandal hit eject
If not you better get out my face,
Or else you better be a good bullet
'Cause I'm a rip shop, tell ass drop
Five O ice, yo fuck a cop
'Cause I hard and cold with a gangster stroll
thousand dollar suits and fly gold
Rolex, you fit no more diamonds on it
ring, worth a house, if I decide to pawn it
What's up now You start to choke up?
You try to on the ice, you'll get broke up

Midnight, time for a
Showtime, somebody's die
E hits the switch and of volts connect
With the that's in my fist
I see a sucka in the row, tryin' to riff
A paragraph and a he's stiff
I start bustin' off ear high
Mothers grab for children, tears fly
I'm like a psycho in the microphone
blown, mind gone, I can't be touched
Once my begin to fly
Simple stage could make you die
You got a prob nigga, you think rep's bigger?
Hold your heard right there while I squeeze the
'Cause I'm a crazy motherfucker, no joke
My smell is the aroma of gunsmoke
I'm bustin' off another lyrical
hate the ice, you think that I care?
Well, I don't a fuck 'cause I rhyme tough
science, still bust the ill stuff
So now it's time for and the rhyme is mine
Track the movement hide from the
I rhyme with quickness, fitness
The assassinator stay off the list