Pete Rock - Verbal Murder 2 Lyrics
[big pun]Yo, terror squad, pete rock collabo'From git-go, yo yoAiyyo it's such a shameAll these dick riders tryin to corrupt the gameBut what it bring, nuttin but painAnd one in your *****in brainAin't nuttin changed since the album i'm still whylinI'm still violent i've been waitin for this momentLike phil collins, for all my life i've been trifer than triferHyper than hype, when fightin to fightIt's like, tonight is the nightAnd i ain't even tryin to let a nigga slideI've been dyin to get a gatI dared to try now prepare to dieI rush your crib like jehovah's witness, blow up anySoldiers, infants, hold up, did you notice my heroic entrance?I'm so relentless in this field of rap, everything is real in factFully backed by bullies who be peelin capsI sack the rapper like li-nebacker, play my rhyme backwardsYou can hear the devil speak his mind with fine graphicsThings get drastic, express for my plasticI pack clips, between my nuts and my fat dickChorus: pete rockGrab ahold cause you never heard aVerbal murder like thisCash comes before soul, so watch your shitEvery cat wanna be enormousPlottin on the next oneMurder one (repeat 2x)[noreaga]Aiyyo my whole circle, make you feel it like the color purpleMy niggaz comin through and still hurt youWipe y'all kleenex cats who stay full of germsWe hit fifth ave, while y'all still hit stern'sDon't really care bout y'all, really hear bout y'allYo on our side we do our thing, play the cutLet the phone ring, pete rock connect teamFrom m-v to l-c, my thugs straight thuggin itSnatchin niggaz out of the booth, unpluggin itStrange fruit, my niggaz live to shootYo it's a strange thing, a nigga never had a suitYo so bust what happen, remember the unknown's a clap-manCat stackin, move out the hood that's in manhattanGot big headed, misleaded, then dreadedYo the beef deaded, his whole squad afraid to set itYo i heard son, son is rockin iceberg dunnGot up out the hood, wouldn't believe that, this cat wouldHead mad swollen, flamboyant this man goldenYo the senator, crime sinister, john dillingerBetter respect my words or i'm the ministerWhat??"verbally i catch bodies""let's seperate the men from the boys" -> guru"verbal attack" -> cappadon"big pun" -> punisher, "noreaga" -> nore, "pete rock""common s-s-s-ssense" -> com[common]Yo, we just begun the story, com pun and noreLook to the sun for glory as time runs before meI'm after the day of judgment i'm still before theJury, explainin why i was in a gun orgyHe was *****in wit me, i ain't no duckin emceeWith the knowledge there's a little thug blood in meThis stud bumped into me, beef it was fin' to beMy appetite for destruction is finnickyHe was an industry type, influenced by magazines and snipesRocked adidas but he had no stripesI could tell in high school that he had no fightsHold dick better than he hold mics, he spiked his punchlinesWith current events, called for backupLike one time when he heard it was senseThat deliver words with intents to killWhether the hip-hop type, country rapper, or big wheelI peeled some raps back, that peeled his cap back*****er thought i was abstract, now his life is backtrackedIn the center of the party his crew identified the bodyLeft him signin the wait-list sayin, "i can't take thisFake shit" (echoes)Yo..Yo!Big pun, noreaga, com sense for the nine eightGet it straight
