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  • [Vordul Megalon]
  • Yo the NY city got a nigga feelin' shitty
  • tryin' to make it through the struggle
  • niggas bubble in the jungle selling crack by the bundles
  • yo these raps might hunt you like a cat in the jungle
  • spittin' lines off the humble
  • make your whole team crumble, what the ***** made you fumble?
  • in these streets where they ***** you like the face of a demon
  • I repent every evening, trapped in the ?, starvin', never eatin'
  • yo I stay bleedin', while you jakes stay tryin' to take freedom
  • I'm like just a brother tryin' break even
  • movin' through these odd(?) days watchin' every snake breathin'
  • ready to deface the ? at night
  • i'm just tryin' to reshape the meaning of life
  • flowing on mics, blowing you types off of the earth
  • livin' it worse, ready to burst on the first
  • thinking he got it, yo, the apple stays rotten
  • [Chorus - Vordul]
  • stress rap, this applies to where we rest at
  • NY City full with nothing but stressed cats
  • that wanna test that flame of yours, but not ready
  • when we aim, the war's absolute retaliation against all
  • for real
  • Vast Aire [Vordul]:
  • [starvin... Harlem]
  • yo, yo, elohim, with the rhyme scheme
  • and when the lyrics leave the mouth they look like light beams
  • with wings attached to mic I say fly rhymes
  • read between the lines [Aire Vast lines]
  • the beat be tryin' to sex me and marry me
  • I'm talking white picket fence and a family [of Vasts]
  • they stand behind me, and reflect reality
  • stage one- master of ceremonies
  • and when the seven magnificent walked in
  • raisin' hell to lower heaven
  • we explored all the crevices
  • brothers is mad I wear knowledge like a third degree, burn,
  • light the match, put it to the rhyme book, make sure it all fits in the urn
  • the cream of life, beats and rhymes are butter
  • that in which I churn
  • stupid, you could say these masculine thoughts are homosexual
  • 'cause they blow heads like that dead clothes designer
  • all men were created equal, emcees are uneven
  • ask blind man Steven if he's even seen how the sunset looks
  • that's something you couldn't feel with a braille book
  • I'm hear to smack your ear drum long, so hum along
  • let's communicate with rhythm, tell 'em to come along
  • you'll get smacked right in the kisser like Jackie Gleason
  • and watch sun/son set it off like light decreasing, oh shit
  • watch sun/son set it off like light decreasing
  • [Chorus]
  • Vordul [Vast]:
  • [What's going on?] Everything going wrong in the ghetto
  • cops Desert Storm on blocks lettin' off
  • and they gettin' off on the ease
  • on the corner Ds hop out of unmarked Vs and squeeze 'till we on our knees
  • ? po' on ice put us in the freeze on the streets of
  • bloody beasts, hoodies and fiends
  • I stay muddy in a sleeze
  • with ozs, breathin' through the vein cold
  • got my whole frame froze
  • tryin' to escape hold
  • twist off the L, they got ice in my grill and i'm dirty
  • and all i need for them to unlawfully search me
  • throw me in a cell, seven thirty
  • with thoughts hurtin', searchin' for freedom
  • we tryin' to get it and we stay bleedin'
  • hear that, one time i'll scream pheonix
  • [Vast]
  • yo it's the starvin', happy Harlem, rap magician
  • chained underwater, in sixty seconds the body's missing
  • snake in the grass at six feet you can hear him hissin'
  • I got a problem with your mouth, so I don't listen
  • stress rap, you got one, I got five
  • you do yours, I do mine, but I'm still alive
  • they used to call me crazy joe, had a bazooka
  • now they can call me batman, beyond your maneuvers
  • shit, I'm Atoms Fam to the bone marrow
  • ***** a soul, even God knows this body is hollow
  • you love New York, but New York don't love you
  • you're just a toy with Lucille Ball's hairdo
  • on the mic it's all magic and I got short sleeves
  • and I'm just that nice, I might let you breathe
  • put a mic in front of me, and I'm gonna bless it
  • hummingbird style, seventy times in one second
  • hummingbird style, seventy times in one second
  • [Chorus 2X]

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