Lyrical Murderers (feat. Kay Young)

[00:01.55] "This is the life, we gone!" -
[00:02.15] "I ain't with the leanin and rockin
[00:03.25] That ain't even seen as a option..." -
[00:04.98] You're nothin without (Focus)
[00:13.62] Woo. Long Beach (lay your seats back)
[00:18.82] New Jersey (turn your speakers up)
[00:21.63] Brook-lyn! Detroit!
[00:23.88] We-we, we lyrical murrrrrrrrrrrderers
[00:27.73] Welcome to the Slaughterhouse
[00:29.80] (What you talkin 'bout?)
[00:30.82] Where we bring them verbal llamas out, bloaw
[00:33.23] We-we, we lyrical murrrrrrrrrrrderers
[00:37.68] Man, we own these streets
[00:40.17] And the freaks they love us
[00:41.95] We ain't worried 'bout you fuckers (Slaughterhouse)
[00:44.19] Lyrical murderer, blame Rakim
[00:47.13] I'm a sniper shootin my way into your lame top 10
[00:49.97] Pistol at your head if I ain't next to Eminem
[00:52.66] Then I bust in your face like I'm fuckin Lil' Kim
[00:55.25] Niggaz better pray to the lyrical lord
[00:57.43] that I fall off like the umbilical cord before I fill up the morgue
[00:59.65] This is how a killer record
[01:03.24] with the double-edged triple syllable sword, I'm iller than all
[01:05.90] Dineri, see I'm a literary genius
[01:08.36] Bury niggaz with words, a cemetery linguist
[01:11.07] Most rappers are comedy gold
[01:13.02] They like they boyfriend's sodomy hole - they full of SHIT!
[01:15.88] Now you could walk through the shadow of death next to that shady street
[01:19.05] Where the verbal cocaine business and 80's meet
[01:21.71] Where them niggaz is backwards
[01:23.23] I'm ridin with my daughter in the front with the A.K. in the baby seat
[01:26.71] We them copycat killers, unleashin venom
[01:29.47] Commit them lyrical murders and then we re-commit 'em
[01:32.19] Lyrics be high quality
[01:33.49] Bitches be givin me brain, my dick be deep in they heads like psychology
[01:37.29] Independently pennin the best words that were ever said
[01:39.92] The mixture of Leatherhead and Everclear
[01:42.93] You can't hide, we everywhere
[01:44.68] Now, picture a grizzly standin next to a teddy bear
[01:49.35] Yeah
[02:10.24] Hello hip-hop, I am here, you dyin yeah and I'm aware
[02:11.00] A beast so at your wake I'll cry lion's tears
[02:13.69] And that's no disrespect to the pioneers
[02:15.13] If we ain't who you tryin to hear
[02:17.68] Somethin either wrong with your eyes and ears
[02:19.65] I came in this game screamin Jers'
[02:21.52] Ain't an MC in our lane to try and merge
[02:24.31] Try and run with our wave
[02:27.62] But I'm cool with bein Eddie Levert seein my son on stage
[02:29.50] Gun gon' blaze, act up in this joint
[02:32.07] And I'ma be Nate Robinson and back up the point
[02:34.85] Your run's over, run with us or get run over
[02:37.95] I'm here to save this shit, and I brung soldiers
[02:40.61] This is lyrical murder
[02:42.15] Me and every track have a physical merger
[02:44.60] When I stab it in the chest I'ma bit of a curver
[02:46.98] So it bleeds to death, like the middle of a unfinished burger
[02:50.86] Or sometimes I wrap my hand around his throat
[02:52.98] Cause he think his kick is slick or his little snare is dope
[02:55.64] Shoot the bass in the face but sometimes I carry a rope
[02:58.18] to hang the piano keys when they hittin every note
[03:01.42] I'm what no beat's able to withstand
[03:03.55] If you suffer from writer's block and your label got big plans
[03:06.36] Listen to this fam
[03:08.01] Slide a little dough out that budget, and hire the instrumental hitman
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