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Ruckus
03:29
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Put a fist in the sky we gonna raise the Roof/
E brings the ruckus to ya suckas, Drunk Rowdy & Rude!
IRON MAN
Put a fist in the sky, were gonna raise the roof-
Bring the Ruckus to ya Fuckas , drunk rowdy & Rude!
The Inhabitants inhabit our planet our daily Habits/ the Sabbath is always black since the days of Eve & Adam
Mad rabbits dag nabbit, sworm Magets, rock magnums -Phantom tantrums /Ralph Cramdon, enter Sandman,- damn Random
Keep ramblin' the rose of tokyo, no fan so Blan man/ keep candid in the pain of growth -Kirk Cameron
Pan flashin tangent, ya need ya Past Back/
I go Travis, Nole -not barker for my Anthrax-
and for my Aunts Tracks, that's my Uncles Problem, knuckles throbin, uglies probably robbed'em, promptly Often
Eric at the opera the Phantom is just like Mothra - the flame of Godzilla my poems are strictly contra- Bantom
Weight- for the snake to attack
The stakes have ate their Max, the Greats will shake their Flack
Gunny Sack- Strapped- Ambiguety/
Metaphorically speaking this weekend you met your Guillotine
Catch the blur of These words for your Prototype - cuz the chaos of this verse is what the Show is like!
Verse- 2
Saw a dude on stage, bustin rhymes, sprayin Beer/
rowdy country, hip hop and Gear-
A production eruption, reason-Pro Tools/
Energy mojo, boss effects thru the Whole Show-
Jerry reed, Eddie hazel funkin up the assumption/
Chilli peppers, DJ shadow and some Brothers Johnson-
Smoke n lights-man, openin Night/
Bartender on stage ,yo- ropes n Mics-
Burlap n crates, hey, don't even Ask/
Double time spits while he sipped from a Flask-
Enthusiasm with the Moves to Jazz'em/
Askin rhymes spasms , man & who Has'em
E.Rosen, chosen from a Broken Past/
Guitar rockin, DJ on the Scratch-
Stabs n Hits, were all up in the Mix/
Rockin a cylinder of Schlitz and a bucket a Grits
Catch the blur of These words for your Prototype - cuz the chaos of this verse is what the Show is like!
Verse 3
Be merciful, not personal , the thirst will kill, hitt'em wid a Verse of steal.
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I know your cursed... but Still..
Deuteratomy , due to Robbery , lootin probably lose the Lottery
hearty suffice your wife's screwed up artery .....
Premptive pharmacy -russian armory /
Scars to be, Mars too Far to See
Got Foresight , keep it Forthright for the Outcome- pumped up kicks so you know you'll get Outrun
Out done, yep, better break South Son-
a brotha, standin in the middle like Malcolm
Falcon, nose dive Balcony, flight of the Valkyrie,outcome'll be, run your Mouth to Me
Straight Smashing' askin, Hotel Trashin- flaskin, guitar Blastin
Don't get me Started Dude, star studded Article, hard n rude-
Left stage in Particles and deParted Nude.
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Pork n Brisket
01:48
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Pork n Brisket
Yeah that's the Ticket! Just a Misfit
ain't nothin cornbread like some Pork n Brisket
Sip it - don't get shit Twisted
Bourbon reduction- Somthin Exquisite
Make yer lids Flip- straight from the Crows Mouth
Got a pulled pork sandwich for that ass No Doubt
Fist it, yeah just a Tid Bit
Ain't nothin cornbread like some Pork n Brisket
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Like boots in the mud, got some Boots in the Shit
Country Legit - comin straight up Hic
Leave the sudz in the Bucket, hit a country Road
Yee hawin from a quad, bringin Funky Soul
Wearin Coon Socks, from the Boon Docks
Fig orchard huntin for some sexy Cool Fox
Sore to the Core as I Torch some Bisquit
Ain't nothin Cornbread like some Pork n Brisket
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Get some Fresh Mountain Air- Misty Backwoods Dew-
Ragin Rapids- muddy swamp land Sleu
Born free and wild- room to spread my Wings-
Wild turkey in a field or a Juke box King
Cheese Farm huntin- moonshine & Rum Runnin -
Distilled wine - pork Rhine crunchin
To hell with your Hit list-check the Statistics
Ain't nothin cornbread Like some Pork n Brisket
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Mystic, - somewhat Sadistic
on the verge to merge, get Twisted and Kick Shit
Rip shit- a Sick Kid- Misfit
gotta buttered yeast roll havin sex with your Mistress--
(Wh, what? is, is that frowned upon?))
Cheese Farm huntin- moonshine & Rum Runnin -
Distilled wine - pork Rhine crunchin
Yeah that's the Ticket! Just a Misfit
ain't nothin cornbread like some Pork n Brisket
Down n dirty with your Twin Sis
in the Pig Mess.
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Gunny Sack
03:46
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Verse 1:
Buckle up- The World is funneling towards Insaneness
Closed minded to the truth but open armed to the Dangerous
For the future of this planet, I take a vow of Silence
a 24 thousand mile Round Asylum
Medicate your problems & psychosis will Elude You
lethal- knowledge through your veins Misconstrue You
Impaired contact with Reality !
Society eaten & controlled with Legality
Droppin pills- same as - shot & Killed
held back by commonwealth though I Got Skills
Do as I say- Believe what your told
A Blind folded, Masquerade new leave Unfolds
Sanity's obsolete & Rationalism's out of Style
read the past, see the present, now it's time to buckle Down
through the cryptic cosmos- a distorted Plight
hold on Tight your on a Ride called Life
HOOK:1
BUCKLE UP! The World is spinning off it's Axis
Taking no precaution laying Stagnant to Advances
BUCKLE UP! Gravity - bound - Madness
Suffocating life forms resorting to the Flatness
Buckle up verse 2
I'm holding up a mirror to society's ills/
Solving every problem with prescription of Pills
Travel the ends of the Earth to reproduce the Structure/
You Love Her- but introduce the Rupture-
Attack of the fittess - Diminish
Nemisis - emphasis - social Impotence, Ambiguous -
Sensitive, ever think what Sense it Is/
to be here for the ride but not down to Finish This-
sights again, I believe it's the Right of Men/
Live life pure & free not breakin Vitamin
In the face of Danger, embrace the Chamber, deface then Mame Her
Disgraced & Estranged your neighbor -
Furnish corrosion but never playing the Savior-
Promoting decay and now what's the Remainder
Be careful who you trust the devil was once an Angel/
Buckle up for life from the grave to the Cradle
HOOK2:
BUCKLE UP! Metaphorically Fasten
Nonsensical Elixir in the Form of an Aspirin
BUCKLE UP! Bull riding Chances
Twisted non believers poisoning the Masses
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Hook 1
BUCKLE UP! The World is spinning off it's Axis
Taking no precaution laying Stagnant to Advances
BUCKLE UP! Gravity - bound - Madness
Suffocating life forms resorting to the Flatness
HOOK2:
BUCKLE UP! Metaphorically Fasten
Nonsensical Elixir in the Form of an Aspirin
BUCKLE UP! Bull riding Chances
Twisted non believers poisoning the Masses
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Miscellaneous
03:50
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Miscellaneous-
Produced by: StatDik
Hook:
All this Craziness and my Pain Insist
I'll never have able's only Cains As Kids
Do my Veins Exist? E.Rose Insane He Is
Whachoo talkin bout'? It's all Miscellaneous!
Verse 1:
Loosen the Noose up,the Screws are like Loose Nuts
Feel the vibe th rough your veins like a beat that Moves Butts
Whose Nuts? Choose to let the Truth Strut
Comercial and labled like Kackis and Crew Cuts
Juiced Up! Drinkin sparks on Stage
3 parts Rampage with a dash of Craze
Gettin Bent n ill, shine like Bentley Grills
Pistol whippin Emcees like I'm Henry Hill
Darkness Amounts to Light, best Count your Rights
They're diminishing fast w/ Astounding Fright
New World order, best take what's Given
Alfredo Griffin- got depth Precision
Can't get nothin past me, Scare me of Livin?
Approach it all with the energy of Jeremy Piven
Wanna Bake McBride Fro, can't Fake the Side Show
Media blow to max from mini Micro!
Verse 2:
Dropping verses with Ellen Nerds, cursin Yellin Words
Still steady bankin - Thurston Howel the Third
Change up my style,go Miacellaneous
Joined a yacht club with dudes named Blaine & Chris
But that was Ludacris- said this the Zaneous
I Wanna live high n wet like Cranes and Piss
Not Fraiser & Niles but the birds that Fly
So now you find me on stage straight Murderin Mics
I'm addicted like Jane & Priest to Choir Kids
Wanna own a camero like the one Lane Meyer Did
My Admission to my Vision may come with Contradiction
But when pen hits the pad you'll love my Composition
Bowl over chumps like Clubbard Lang
Dream your Mothers Crave- product of the Glenn Hubbard Days
I wanna Bake McBride Fro, can't fake the Side Show
media blow up to max from mini Micro
Verse 3:
Feel the Chill in your Sheets,it's a Thrill just to Meet
a Million & Three straight Grillin some Meat
Gettin ill in the Streets and the Cops Diss
cuz I'm blowin up spots,1 bedroom suites and Lofts Kid
Rhymes like Faucets, backwardz like the Kriss Kross Kids
Transcend and blend genres like Kid Frost Did
I'm Callin as Soon as Her Pollen & Juniper
Rise to the Size of Some Comets & Jupiter
Bass for yer London - watcha know bout That
Embrace and Chase Cousins like some Ozark Brats
The Managers Examinar - Expanded Her Parametor
- Three Amatures - Preamble - Pre Measured Diametor - Damn It Her! -
I'm Famished - Family Vanished
with a Danish in Hand, Cannned Spam & a Sandwich
Wanna Bake McBride Fro, can't Fake the Side Show
Media blow to max from mini Micro!
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