• The Evil That Men Do
  • Soul on Ice
  • Miami Life
  • Sonset
  • Anything Goes
  • Lyrical Swords
  • Drama
  • Goldyn Chyld
  • Nature of the Threat
  • Ordo Abchao (Order Out of Chaos)
  • Goldyn Child (remix)
  • On Earth as It Is...
  • Marinatin'
  • Van Gogh
  • Reelishymn
  • Etc.
  • Rasassination
  • If/Then
  • Hot Game
  • Interview With A Vampire
  • Conceited Bastard
  • Verses
  • The End
  • TV Guide
  • Kiss U
  • Is This Love
  • Ghetto Fabulous
  • OohWee!
  • Get At Me
  • Jack Frost
  • Back It Up
  • I Ain't Fuckin' With You
  • Kick Rocks
  • Ah-Ha
  • Endtro
  • 4 Much
  • (Skit #1)
  • One Night
  • Soul On Ice (Remix)
  • Oral Sex
  • Caution
  • Root Of Evil
  • Soul On Ice Diamond D Remix
  • Guilty Until Proven Innocent
  • Ironman Thug
  • What U Want
  • Goldyn Child
  • ...In A Coogi Sweatsuit (skit)
  • I'm All That
  • It Is What It Is

* Send corrections to the typist

Ah, celebrate
Hahaha, yeah, ah
Vita Brevis, Ars Longa
Life is short, art is long
It's been a long time, I shouldn't of left you
But Priority Records be fuckin' up, nephew

Extraterrestrial poet, my pen stroke is grotesque
Rugged nigga, abrasive to any fo'flesh
So let's paint a thousand words worth a picture
Panoramic though, more esoteric than hieroglyphs and scriptures
And chemical mixtures, spit your's, not just kick words
Spit swords when we joust from the mouth dogg
Heard he got the hottest shit out, but Titanic emcees
Somehow manage to freeze
Fracture your flows so bandage your steez, no royalties
Subtract his mathematics like I was droppin' satanic degrees
Long time no see chico, still eatin' pussy at the Nico? (ha haaa)
I'm screamin' "Power to the people"
Most times, genius is misunderstood, but understand
You stand under unstable tables of foundation
My true occupation, dissemination of information
Usin' both sides of the brain, and I ain't complacent
Complain when I speak, fuck Priority Records
Like Prince, I'm writin' "slave" on my cheek, cause my kids gotta eat
Meanwhile A&R's sniffin' coke, gettin' kickbacks, fuck that
My written's like Christ wit a cross on his back
I'll breathe a total Black experience on a track
What use to be hot was what a emcee said
Now Hip-Hop don't respect you unless you platinum or dead

...

******* This Lyrics is NOT for Commercial use *******
(1409612056681)
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com. This Lyrics is NOT for Commercial use and only 30% of the lyrics are returned.

Copyright © 2019 | Mrtzcmp3