Masterminds - Shell Shocked Lyrics
[Chorus] (2x)This is the way we rock from our block to your blockMasterminds is first to burst and you shellshockedWe can't stop (can't stop) Don't stop (don't stop)Won't stop (won't stop) Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)[Kimani]I be giving rap cats a back slap to flash backTo the last time Kimani's in town you catch that?Like half-backs splashing in Crystal LakeReturned with a mask and a flask full of jack to kill fakesI'm out for stacks of papes like Bill GatesGive it to you raw uncut like Nicholas Cage's 8 Mil tapesIn a steelcage match I'm Goldberg, flow with wordsOf course all your vision is blurred while you cold servedNow observe the plot we drop the hottest shitWe all equipped, bump this while your pumping your whipYour girl be cuffing dick, trick nasty type shitYou ain't seen naan, naan mc's that can rock it like thisWe be the M-A imperial ST - the serialSon of Sam Masterminds be sunning your mamsAnd drop a ton on your fam, quote from a humble manI'm eating from the tree of life and throw away the verbal ham Man it'sscalding, prolific with words like James BaldwinSo when we bring the fire next time I leave you calling outFor medics and niggas know the time when I set itOr else your card gets pulled like a debitWe stepping it on the 1,2 Masterminds poised we run throughLike Sun Tzu, you wanted a war? So come throughWe got more beats, more cuts, more rhymesDon't ever in your life think you can ***** it Minds[Chorus] (2x)[Oracle]Ay yo settle down 'cause we got the tripple crownAnd pay attention to this precession that takes you sky boundFasten your seatbelts -Are you ready? 'cause it's time nowFor this ride you may collide with these soundsLike little kids falling from park swingsWe make you heart spin just before reality sets inWe're hittin' hard like Ike Turner in a barDrunk with a bunch of trash talking broads acting largeYo we use your lyrics like band aids and gauze'Cause you'll lose your head like victims of Native American warsOnce we walk in ya'l get open like automatic doorsYou beggin like Keith Sweat in a house of whoresYo we gave you what you came for- plus the cureCause it's sickening to hear ya'll *****ingfor some more pure fluid rhymesGather for the slaughter I'm producing the juice like JamestownE and Kimani will leave you face downTryin ta' clown our shit your esophagus splitFrom trying ta bite what we spitIt's hard like yelling in sign languageHip Hop the game and we're it- so vanishOr you'll get tagged like the walls of a graffiti artistYou're out of time like broken clocksWe're hear to open shopquick like a Chinese fast food spot on your blockYou make the heavy metal popWe make the underground rock and shakeLike an apocalyptic earthquake[Chorus] (2x)
