Mr. Lif - Madness In A Cup Lyrics
[Mr. Lif]Begin initiation, it's been too many years awaitinWhile other niggas fell off I been contemplatinWhat's the best to blow up the sceneMurder all the wack and get away cleanPlan one, all the wack got doneState by state, one by oneAnd peace to my niggas in the tonHere come plan two, separate they crewDivide and conquer, because it's evident I'm strongerthan the average man generated by the ganjaSome mc's got 40 ounce hearts and blunt brainsand they frames are supported by a spine of cocaineBut I'm rollin dimes wit ya mindsSippin ya heart and on time ya spine isin lines exported to Peruand I'm about to flip on somethin illatippa Heinekin or Miller the blank page fillerUntil ya bring the ruck this is just madness in a cupchorus(Jeru sample)superscientifical madness (x2)[Mr. Lif]Whether in the studio on the road or on tourmy mic remains rawverbal, metamorphosis of metaphorIn the cocoon to incubate ascend to higher ratesNever no time to wait TC can kill the rhymes annihilateMy suffixes cause eclipsesMad elixirs for dime smokin blunt fixersMy flow snatches the earth off its axisand leave civilazation on galactic paralysisMy analysis is that of an exodusSynthesis like photo, "Africa" like totoYa unto my dojo, the setting is PlutoThen back to earth to kill niggas wit my judoSixteen century foolbro, on horsebacks through your thoraxRelax drink up, this is just madness in a cupchorus (x2)[Mr. Lif]Line by line I combine phrases to braze kidsThe rules of my raps form labryinths and mazesMelting glaciers cuz my rhymes warm globallybroken ozones casualties and microphonesWhites bury tones in my headphonesWhirlwind MC and my flows are now cyclonesGo on blow the earth up in the stars andI tiptoe the constallations just like StarmanBut even as particles I built rhymes by moleculesBlack holes all fallin to rebuild ya cells and foliclesMy brain cells are jail cells where my thoughts dwellamongst the smoke of a thousand L'sI'm still increasin peace signs to wrap my piece inAnd I'll be keepin tissues for those that's weapinYou win it all to lose it all, riches to the winnersto the losers shells fall all in allI'm breakin hearts and hidin traces, unitin the racesand gaining mad speed from cop chasesThis place is blowin up, this is just madness in a cupchorus (x2)
