9lights - Cla**ic lyrics

[Diff Spec] Every time That I spin a vinyl They say I Rhyme for tha sake of rhyming But if you Divide every little line I spit You will Find that I might inspire And now it's Diff Spec Diff Spec (x2) Ma**ively pa**ive You're pa**ing on battles- Vag lips attached to a cat And I cackle. I'm laughing You're adamant jabs At my abdomen, aren't sh** Aren't they cowardice? Get a back bone Sack up and tackle a rapper Jura**ic a raptor I'm rabid, you rabbit Ataraxia activates After attacking you Smacking a f*ggot Whose lacking immaculate ---- I'm off it, endorphins are coursing Of course I'm recording my glory And I'm k**ing apparently- So I guess you're an orphan And then I'm morphing amorphously But becoming torpedo Aiming and claiming for fame But changing the game as he plays I pa** a fist -- At a pacifist! Ask him if -- having His a** kicked adds a tad bit of added risk Inaccurate. Put an asterisk Right after it. I mastered this And i could Snatch ya b**h Like Romeo~ mac-ing Capulets But you can have the chick I got a joke to write I got some a** to kick! Back up, get a little scoliosis Back up or end up in a comatose I'm rolling over ya Like a stone or boulder and I'm Moses Holding f**ing Golden ropes To bust and choke ya throat Until you croak I hope You know in dope as coke Hard to scope- Like the pope All cloaked up eloping bros Cause god said nope! Cause god said SO! [Second Verse] Second verse? Same as the first Meaning that I k**ed it Put it in a Hearse It's a curse Dad occurs to me Mercing all the twerps- In a burst Of the worst Of blood thirst Since the first Person murdered by a German Working perfect By da wording Of a**erting Hitler's world I am heading to da top You will not be coming Like a little virgin girl, girl girl girl… 3 things I hate Everything and anything and everything else I'm all the rage And all the rage is building up I'm letting it out Get slapped in the mouth Like a bout with a spouse Who just walked up in the house caught you Cheating with house Keeper freaking on the Couch You're a sour coward Its our hour Now the power Is a louder howl I'm a terrible werewolf Careful I'm staring Full moon glaring Hair start standing Pair pants tearing Sparing rarely Aware of yor where a bouts Thinking bout bashing ya brains Coming to tear them out! I got the Coroners cornered Uncork the coffin I'm kept in Reaching dreams in record speeds Like I'll be sleeping in seconds Like I'm a deacon or reverend I'm Preaching speeches in reference To seeking reverence through Pressure wuh wuh wuh wuh wait a second--- Did you want something with substance? Did you expect something funny? I swear I'm not here for jokes But Here's a lyric satirical Reverse Jason Collins- I'm straight balling Reverse Jason Collins- I'm straight balling This rap sh**s a calling And you are Awfully appalling- Reverse Jason Collins- I'm straight balling New kid and he'll do sh** stupid, abusing the music, I'm loosing at losing while choosing the boozing it's soothing so sue me Sue me