Emce Damage - Deranged Lyrics
[Chorus: Emce Damage]Spit sick, you can tell how I bangKick it wicked with a little bit of strangeFit it to ya how you want it when I won itBecause (we must be, must be so deranged)It's so insane, keep it real, we gon' speak our painI'ma put it to your brain and end(Must be, must be, must be so deranged)We don't even spit the sameKeep it real, stay on my laneWe comin' through and we bringin' that flame(Because we must be, must be so deranged)*****, this isn't for fameIt's nothing we wanted to claimWe spit this because (we must be, must be, must be so deranged)[Verse 1: Emce Damage]You can never [?] to kill 'em with the rhythmGimme the mic and I'ma finish it and see how I'm livin'When I spittin' it and really gettin in it with the emphasisSmokin' the way I'm in and I wish I been never differentWhen I'm finna gun her, then again I spit it like I'm MakaveliEverybody actin' silly like they had a partyAnd when I be spittin' it from the kill to bring mother*****ers know I don't maybe even (after sayin' sorry?)Ready for the army, sever the head of any enemy, heavenly, see you better be ready for meCause when I be bustin', you better remember meI speak candid (carnage?) and homie you really bore me, you're cornyI don't think that your rap skills will get any better than betterYou ain't a competitor, I'm about to be ahead of 'emTrying everybody and makin' sure they ain't gon' end up[Chorus: Emce Damage]Spit sick, you can tell how I bangKick it wicked with a little bit of strangeFit it to ya how you want it when I won itBecause (we must be, must be so deranged)It's so insane, keep it real, we gon' speak our painI'ma put it to your brain and end(Must be, must be, must be so deranged)We don't even spit the sameKeep it real, stay on my laneWe comin' through and we bringin' that flame(Because we must be, must be so deranged)*****, this isn't for fameIt's nothing we wanted to claimWe spit this because (we must be, must be, must be so deranged)[Verse 2: Hurricane]Psychological warfare, givin' the niggas a blood bathTake off 15 with slug slash(Phone glass?) and car crash, I'm a regular nigga that's gon' wreck ya in a second, kickin' your assHittin' in the [?]Speakin' the hippopotamusStronger than ever, (nauseous?)For the *****er, you won't lastSick of (siding?), it's tellin' beside of theseProbably your *****in option for the girls that beside meFor the subway, probably hit it with gun playSuch a glum day for thinkin' they say KAGettin' drugged and the mother*****ers aren't (AAA?)Brainsick and nigga were off the terrain, when I don't playThen (what tombed is?), cause we be ready to kill 'emDeranged monodies, then wanted to be my victimI can spit on that (amid what was devil wise?) frowns upside down and legally induce colliteral[Verse 3: SplytSecond]We be livin' it wicked it all, never matter what the fam isI'ma plan it and aim it, it's dedicated to the denimGrenade in my hand, its thangs is supposed to make you fakers all heinous and famelessGivin' long minute to you when I aim itTrap the motor crackin' and poppin', these all *****es to end all the flamin'It's comin' at us, just dreamin' that that is finger with (ingot?)Emce Damage, Hurricane, (spit cocaine?)Missin' flames, be insaneSicker lanes, split the game, swishHittin' 'em all up before I'ma make the play and gotta (nip?) it to the cast of the pursueJust so the gods are all holy, quicker to the middleThunder prayed the father, found no literal escapeWhen I'm booking and hate everythingHow to play it to love for later prize(Finish him)Wanted to live it and battle mo'Flippin' the trigger, whippin' 'em all, the fractions of a fight or noGot up on the track just to see if we were comparableAnd if you set me, you, Hurricane, it puts us colliteral[Chorus: Emce Damage]Spit sick, you can tell how I bangKick it wicked with a little bit of strangeFit it to ya how you want it when I won itBecause (we must be, must be so deranged)It's so insane, keep it real, we gon' speak our painI'ma put it to your brain and end(Must be, must be, must be so deranged)We don't even spit the sameKeep it real, stay on my laneWe comin' through and we bringin' that flame(Because we must be, must be so deranged)*****, this isn't for fameIt's nothing we wanted to claimWe spit this because (we must be, must be, must be so deranged, so deranged, so deranged, so deranged)
