Cut Chemist - (Who's Gonna Be The) Next Victim lyrics

Tuna my brother they don't understand, they just don't understand, I mean we dropped this tape superb and MC's still had the nerve ???? told the hunnies they was hype but wasn't his type and they still wasn't with it, but I think we can give 'em another chance So what I want you to do is step behind this mic and show 'em why you're called The Victim Of A Brainstorm (Verse 1) The professor thinks globally But acts locally You're just a local who be trying to kick it vocally But I hope you ??? thirst is ludicrous Stop drinking my lyrics and save some for the tuna fish I know you wish this was a charity function But this ain't no luncheon So stop munching you munchkin Cause every line is mine They ain't yours And as I pause Hold your applause And listen to 2na first As I go through my verse I lyrically prove that I'm as deep as the universe Rappers are the targets and this is how we pick them *Hmmm, who's gonna be the next victim* Yo, 2na, role manager Steff Money just stepped in the house, so you know you gotta give 'em a shout out But remember, don't sleep on these rappers out here (Verse 2) What a sight to see, Uni-ty makes a tape But d**hs step, honey step, Money counts the paper So escape the violence, cause he'll damage ya I can't deny, I rely on my role manager Steff on standby In case hands fly He causes heads to fly So kiss your dreads good-bye If you got some Cause when Steff gets dumb He'll burst ear drums For those that don't hum Along with us, the song was just a trend Black, you voice will crack like Just a Friend Scared speechless and what was funny was You freak when you seen how large Steff Money was Imma alert another If Steff hurt another He'll go to jail for pre-meditated murder, brother And dirt'll cover the corners of your coffin Life is like a train You get off when you feel fast pain It could be your last pain As I reign and remain like a gra** stain Unrinsed And it's been fun since I get no nonense Cause I got gun sense Seems enough to cap ya trap shut You'll need a snatch shot To capture my rap spot If not think with me Video link with me Imma let you know about your idiosyncrasies Boy, you're lazy Too damn pa**ive Loose with the same excuse the whole cla** gives Your a** lives on last minute decisions As a result you can't envision Success, yes you're mentally sick, Jim *Hmmm, who's gonna be the next victim* Yeah, I like that 2na, but check this out, since the audience is listening, I think you should let 'em know a little bit about yourself And while you're at take 'em on a trip through your thoughts (Verse 3) Perhaps we can continue this journey like Russell's rhapsody Lyrics I bred are just threads in my tapestry You might collapse if we continue the synapses see Chali's policies have intoxicating quality Like puffing buddha So numb your ???? Lyrical liquid is released in a thin spray Inflicting pain with the strength of Kunta Kinte I may be thin but I burn like ???? I then say that buddha's not a bandit Ideas equal cities and sess is the ma** transit Taking you on journeys beyond what you see and feel Using metaphors as lyrical vehicles To see that you'll get acquainted Face it, it's slammin' ain't it? Pictures I painted leave your brain contaminated With dreams of gentle streams and lyrical trickle Tenderonis are phonier than a plastic nickel At the flick of a Bic trick elastic tickles And I put you kosher like Vlasic pickles I'm the stork in this So go ahead, put a fork in this This is my fantasy and I'm Mr. Roarke in this Robert Bork I insist can kiss the Jimbrowski *Hmmm, who's gonna be the next victim* That's right, who's gonna be the next victim, we taking on all comers The audience is listening to THX, a Lucasfilm production