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Boogiemonsters - M.C. lyrics
[ Vex ] One time for the minds out there Cypher verbal combat's got striker contact To the head of the listener - I'm back Elemental states of metamorphosis thought process drop Mental blessed without recess, no stress Come into my realm, snow desert and you wonder how sun is ice Cool enough to bring the heat, I'm nice Oblique as ice when I splice sound I was born in the Northland, Alaska eatin rice Whoa, lyrical dexterity like Bruce Lee I create my own technique of speak, interceptin verbs sound superb Phenomenal, touching every point and star in the sky Astronimical, see in me the comical ( ? ) like gas in a bottle Full throttle with a flame at the top Everlasting light is the bomb when we drop So give a ( ? ) the props Mechanize divine inspiration through physical manifestation Vibrations Mental Calisthenics Vibrations Vibrations Mental Calisthenics [ Vex ] I'm the walking black hole - sun Generatin gravitational pull - from Suspended animation I'm full, some You're posin in the midst of the chosen - one Golden child as I compile - sum Of holy mathematics in my attic - none Can contest the champion sound - done Finished and final, I'm alive on arrival Let the gates of Heavens change us Strangers to the world's danger Flash out your lighter, only turn on flamers Fire - represent Christ, Almighty Sire Take em higher, in my presence evil demons expire Away to the dephts of hell Workers of inequity as I sport Goretex and Timberland Vortex, I'm vexed like God's wrath upon this evil nation Feel the God Sound vibration War Mental Calisthenics We doin Mental Calisthenics Vibrations Cause to me M.C. means Mental Calisthenics Tri-State Heads ain't ready It's Armagheddon You best to exercise your mind |
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