Scapegoat Wax - Eardrum Lyrics
Yeah, yeah,9, 10, 11, 12,Yo, usually,We do it like this,The SuspectsScapegoat WaxUh, coming through like a T-Rex,Check, check,Yo yoMCs smack their heads on brickAnd publicly pelt themselves with rocksAnd put their feet on dry ice blocksThis one's the knock, knock knockingOn your nose bridgePoking at your eyelidsWith the soul kids from where I liveEverybody's smiling big as RegisAnd time froze like fetusA guitarist took a time machine and cloned baby JesusAnd made an MC like me (what, what?)Who came to conquer everythingWithin the breeze, man, woman, disease - please,You looking at me in a dumb and funny wayBut come to find out your crewWas some 12-year-old runawaysMentally I am of the 23rd CenturyTechnically microphones and drums are my specialtyCloud 9 to catch the scent of my rhymesI'm stomping through the streets rapping (Ooh, ah, ooh, ah)While you're marching for dimesIt's like a lemon to a lime, a lime to a lemonSports trivia: Who's head coach is Bobby Cremins?Georgia Tech YellowjacketsIller by the millisecondI be kicking like TekkenCheck out my record collectionIt's kind of fatThis is why I rap like thatI be oozing out the funkLike a case of the clapCHORUS:{Here is something you can't run fromSo stop look and listenYou take your positionWe do it like this sonThe illest prescriptionA lyric incisionInto you eardrum} -- X2THE SUSPECTS:Natural mystic blowing through the airHey is you smoking something there?Contraire, mon frereCause in my verbal contract to give niggas instant convulsionsExperience eternal s
