[Verse 1: P.O.S (Crescent Moon)]
I know they hungry
(But I don't think they want it inside)
Well, I'm gonna keep force feeding them till comets collide
(They vomit they lies and act all astonished when I
Spit blood on a verse that is honestly mine)
Right from the artery
(A part of me courses through these blue veins)
I'm starving in the lunch line
Eating up the food chain
(Giving anorexia a new name
It's for the people who get full
After a few grains of loose change)
So who's to blame
(Fools who hang on what the people said
Or maybe it's they sidekicks
Who try to keep their ego fed)
I got the needle and thread
Sewing up they windpipe
So maybe they can stop inhaling other people's insight
(I'm midnight snacking on rapping
To feed my appetite
I see you jokers acting like those crumbs will keep you satisfied)
Yo, they must be on a pa**ion strike
(I see the picket signs shouting
Everybody who wants some props, just get in line)
Serving number 37
(All of y'all just wait)
Good job, now pat yourself on the back
And detach your vertebrae
(Slip a disk)
You three-inch floppies make me sick
(Need to reboot quick)
Cause now you're dealing with the Zip
(And a hard drive)
The live Firewire taking the SCSI out
They thinking about making a big noise but never shout (Shh!)
Let's wake the baby with a baseball bat
(At least the screaming has a meaning, cat)
Consider that
[Chorus: Both]
Consider it
Consider it a
Consider it a promise not a threat, that we wreck mics
Consider it
Consider it a
Consider it accomplished, keep your windpipe sealed tight
[Alternating]
Don't eat
Don't eat
Don't speak
Can't speak
Can't eat
Can't eat
Can't speak
Don't eat
Force feed (x6)
All of y'all anorexic
[Verse 2: P.O.S (Crescent Moon)]
Dude, they might be hungry
(It seems they'd rather shrivel and die)
Well, I'ma force feed 'em, treat 'em
Till they choke on their pride
(They shielding their eyes, but no complaints)
These f**ing stow-aways catch a free ride
Like chim-chim in the trunk of the Mach 5
Backwards I'm bending and mending every broken stitch
Steady, fending off bulemics
Rock the same old sh**
(Well, I think it's all they got man, so won't you let it live?)
Nah, they can watch me k** this f**ing beat
Cause I created it
(Why is it that they never take a risk
When they laying bricks?
My weight alone will serve them
While they serving my favorite dish
Spanish rice burritos and a plate of fish
Damn, that sound good as hell man, I'm tasting it)
Now is it making sense?
(We eat, sleep, and pay the rent)
To make a track
(Wreck a show)
And laugh at y'all that play the bench
Like, ha ha-ha ha ha-ha ha HA!
Now, Yo, Let's rap man!
[Chorus]
Consider it a promise not a threat that we wreck mics
Consider it accomplished, keep that wind pipe sealed tight
Consider it a promise not a threat that we wreck mics
Consider it accomplished, keep that wind pipe sealed tight
Consider it (x8)
Consider this
Consider that
Consider this
Consider that
Consider this
Consider this
[Outro]
"I say f** em"
Yo (x3)
"Turbo, ok....stop!"