Extended Famm
Extended Famm - The Evil That Pens Do songtekst
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[Chorus] It's The Evil That Pens Do, we can't help it Over instrumentals, you get dealt with Got you nodding your head, until your neck breaks We're professionals, do what you do best, and spectate [Verse 1: Tonedeff] Now, who gets nasty like this on a regular basis Spent more time with a permanent pen than I ever did with erasers I'm making these lame disgraces beg Eddie Murphy to trade their places Curse their managers in church and disgrace their agents Displaying the flagrant anger in me, in its raging stages It's plainly outrageous…these cats is buggin like aphids Been waiting to spray this in any face to face engagement I be coming off of the cuff, leaving your girl with a pearl bracelet I'm firm and invasive. You diss, the response is abrasive I will warp your fuckin' mind, like Hunter Thompson in Vegas And won't be stopping for ages. Kid, you're merit is gainless The numbers speak for themselves just like alphanumeric pages Im out to replace the haste and poor taste that restrain us With more signature lines in masterpieces than famous painters You couldn't cut it close with a sheen tracer When nobody's watching, I'll take over your set like a screen saver Please see to your behavior. Tonedeff is ominous Tearing out your heart just like bitches with broken promises Honest. My rhymes will keep you in astonishment (With) so many lines, I got geometrists with doctorates with postulates But I'm on top of it, send 'em back to the lab Kids be kickin' battle raps about the skills they don't actually have So, I tactfully, polysyllabically, drastically stab em With more lines than the amount of times that Ive been asked to collab With this masterful plan, put your balls in a sling A Constant winner in the summer, even make comp fall in the spring It's all in a blink, cause I be visionary These are definitive times, yo, I hope you got your watch and dictionary [Verse 2: Substanial] Yall cliché like old sayings role playing like thesbians You vagina fronting hard like a butch lesbian You thought that we was done this is where the test begins You feminine like estrogen riding the style like equestrians This specimens invisible like ice cream trucks in winter Contenders we get up in ya leave pussy straight tender I'm warning ya suckers stay away if you're phonier Than Milli Vanilli rocking a cubic Zerconia No job rapper mooching off your mom rapper Don't write lyrics you bite lyrics hard rapper Battling to see who's wacker come back record rappers Ending every line with the same word rappers Sound familiar never should you familia You rap clowns could give me pat downs I wouldn't feel ya Vicious is my behavior you're hoping your man saves ya 'Cause I bring pain like wiping your ass with sand paper Underground like a hermit as close as you come to perfect Lyrically licensed to kill nigga you need a learner's permit Simpleton I injure men from Washington to Michigan Losers couldn't be like if our names were synonyms Ill enough to get a quotable for my chorus 'Cause this my world and you faggots are just tourists Meanwhile piranhas bite my whole style verbatim But them niggaz ain't me that's exactly why I hate them [Chorus] [Verse 3: Session] With fantastic tactics you get your ass kicked when I back flip and land heels first on your back, kid voice wrapped in plastic, when I spit it, explosive acidic, erosive, you get it in doses battles? I'll have you shootin at me after charge my brain when I connect my nerves to nuclear reactors who can I be after, precisly laser guided I catch burn on joints like arthritis when I write it gettin excited, ya scared, grabs your guns tight when I coughed, the sky divided, light blinded, GOD yelled guzuntight I'll turn the market, wit hails of tunes learn your target and trail wit goons, burn your carcass inhale the fumes I bring heat in battle, what you come up wit is dull I'll drop your water percentage, vapors comin up from your skull I'll heat the toast, and beat on most I slay you dead on the spot and speak to ghosts, defeatin most with preachin notes I spit bricks and lift tenements, grab mics rip an event hip hops fifth element I hurt clowns, I don't push up I push the earth down go the full nine yards and still get the first down on one play have bums layed when my tongue spray and you can't come back like gettin stuck on a one way your lungs cave everytime you try and rip tracks you suck so much your throat muscles get snapped when you spit raps so get back, you gettin fucked for the last time like I dead slut wit the size of my ego I'll hit the world wit a headbutt step up, I got Tone, Stan, and Pack FM while your rhymes is so pussy ya faggots attractin men! [Verse Four: Pack FM] Its the Evils That Pen's Do, Ya rhymes will be used against you/ With the mic as my untensil, I write rhymes monumental If I offend you, I meant to. When I'm on an instumental It's just so sentimental, Takin you back like a rental Flippin scripts Like gymnastic actors, who practice back flips On pissy mattresses, Knock worlds swallowed by galactus off axis Cats want to be as nice as Pack is, but they don't practice You're just a wack bitch, You ain't suptising me You're over rated, like Barney parental advisoy So why are these kids tryna be grimey and greasy I'll fuck with you head, Not even eggs get over easy These niggaz be actin sleezy, gettin up in my face Girls try to touch me and tease me, I dealt with the case You waste time, I lace rhymes with dopeness For the MC's that quote this, I triple the dosage, call me the mic doc Might rock the spot like after shocks For niggaz who been rhymin' twice as long, and still don't have half the props You have to stop...Your paragraphs make me laugh Your whole crew can't even fuck with my faculty and staff Send a memo to the seargant, tell him fire up the squadrant Got these garbage niggaz chargin, sayin they'e butter when they're margerin But they melt either way I be the P the A C the K, See the way I flow is out of the norm Schoolin' kids like a college, You'll get housed like a dorm/ With a ratio of shady hoes, We got the crazy flow With a Substantial amount of Sessions at Deff Radio (It's Like That Bitch!) 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