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Swollen Members - Left Field lyrics
[Dell] Dell, murderess world wind of wit get the worse of I break it down bit by bit Yet, a nerve my graphics cause seizures you slur, and your memory blurs A sure bet, Dell never fails clever tells the pear on his quest with the terrorist sending MC to the therapist my microphone will be a family heirloom hmm, awaits a white rappers dominate rappers on the scared straight after a clever track with exactlin flows that attract befores when it comes to rappers like smores that cause puke I duke newcomers and those who slumber (Ha Ha Ha) I under ones who's mostly dedicated to the leading of previous tedious trauma behind nothin faller Use the mileage A flavor fiddles with my pallet You know I can't allow it Bow if you recognize royalty My motor skills is more like a well oiled machine any team that we construct we'll blow your dreams up in flames names all evaporated when my powers activated have to make it fun Think that you dunk me or dip me lift me, why'd you have to pick me when your points strictly stripped your brothers of their props When I rock any facility with artillery like Attila you rap with all filler and I'm sure the crickets and fireflies Don't try to dispute we shoot straight and rarely miss and go anywhere we wish but MCs comin' up who can barely piss Watch what you say Watch how you think Watch how you act Fire in the hole stare into the glare the flare rips your retina no way to prepare for combat cock is sharp a Autobot brain cells bust lines laced with angel-dust X-factor, X-men declare war Send your ambassador Send the whole peace core No shore carnivore attacks and concords Mutant assassins, and silent saboteurs Let me take a stab at your track rewind it back Select or access code is hacked Rock steady reinforcement enhanced advancement Audiences senses audio transmit Thunderous storm strikes with ma jolt and all hard rock like Thing from fantastic four Prune beneath the moon lit rips solar eclipse madchild flips like kids on acid trips [Unicron] Unicaron formin the union all aluminum tracks by Dell just boomin on Quality systems all of these tracks we can't list em, ditch em. fuck em, reluctant to kick bullshit put the fold it like the narrows wearing sombrero chip up the weapons blowing up some Winnebago with bitches under the stagecoach age old definition of pimping 18A, it's a raping in the date game that they may change in break dames in the high speed make them want to try me but never give Mikey the ties the unlikely slice me as being forward walks by us shy, caller, holler at me fool that's a cool sack but you can't loose black too fast straight from the ton and down the prove that but you knew that remember how we do that you whack I'm the unread lock corner storming professor X my neural networks best like what works lets first analyze the 21 gun sound then realize that if it's stereo I won't be surrounded Astounded and amazed praise like two common I have nothing in common with the layman and the plane I shake magic like a shaman on a red clay plate I'm uncommon and way beyond Darwin The ultimate test of aptitude is my universal appetite of altitude triple tons terms you climb when I rhyme Newton's apple had worms but there's a killer on the road so you should read the signs come to terms with the modern man of clarity an MC of rarity truly a rock odyssey gotta see I'm odabe an a mentally parking me follow me if you'd be angels where fools fit a tread in they only see my back cause I'm three steps ahead of them look at em dead in the eye their as crooked as a cloud in the sky well I'm the who, what, why, where, when of sewer rats multiply more plagues will descend I wore like the kin like they wore like Lord Shin (What you tryin to say Prev) Yo let me try this again As high as we ascend I woke break a bend my soul was carried by the crow but delivered by the red Key my played like sound bytes speak Wordsworth like ten at the scientist experiments I prevail as win |
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