L-Universe - Lyrical Terrorists lyrics

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L-Universe - Lyrical Terrorists lyrics

[Verse 1: Substantial] Take that slap to your grill cause you're fake black Your sh**'s 8-track My rhymes rank next to A'That 24 tracks with 32 to murder you Lyrically it's spiritually with some superb rhyme-ability Make you hot enough to melt thermometers My name is known for kilometers For bombing you Let me tell you I'm doper than drug paraphernalia Down for whatever I represent for good to bad weather [Verse 2: L-Universe] I infiltrate your aura expand your mental spare With this rhyme scheme the vigilante with the chat Never the first or the last like American presidents having inter-marital affairs The aftermath of a first landing or leave your house before the party gets abandoned Make you stiff-necked, kids start dancing my syllabus And make rhymes like Philebus when I be laughing [Hook] Substantial's the name, my man don't forget it (The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists) Hydeout Pro. it's only the beginning (The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists) UV's my crew, my man we coming with it (The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists) Minds consecrated, prob-rob logistics (The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists) [Verse 3: Substantial] My man you can't withstand the eviction of ill diction Smack your a** into a world parallel to this one Sober emcee iller than most cats older than me Won't stop till every household contains a poster of me So who want it? No response, I guess most of them flee Think you're doper than me? Don't make me choke an emcee Those rhymes you kicked were garbage son, you're hardly a contender Your delivery is wack so I gotta return to sender [verse 4: L-Universe] Forget the grapevines, I tell you how it is Perogative emcee double cash we slip it off like a moccasin Maintain surveillance like inner-city delis Remaining down low cause I go store for many Huh? What is the prob, yo? Your face lead red like Moscow flag My rhymes gitty back through your city like Countach Diablo Kids think they saw me locked room not the devil the tapes that I give a demo Dishing my similes through deep incisions Concave desperates are for broken hearts Too many rappers be wishing, but don't get the formula Accrue the troops of antics and open up First, second, third visuals see the rituals The sacrificing of two emcees to photogenic put in idols Oh what a shame this industry Maybe its time to get going my clothes dusty [Hook] Substantial's the name, my man don't forget it (The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists) Hydeout Pro. it's only the beginning (The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists) Dominion crew the high sh** we spit it (The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists) Minds consecrated prob-rob logistics (The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists) [Verse 5: Substantial] Emcees get dismembered January through December Spits raps until you see a black Klan member Test not my chest shot damage your arteries Let my foot in your a** and you look like you're part of me Now follow me I roll motherf**ers like pottery Smash it into your plasma and staining the carpetry Cause stopping me is easier winning the lottery By now I hope you've gotten a point like archery And before we blow it we remain on the low like middle names I had to press for set I was bored with your little games Cause I got something that is foreign to you, it's called sk** In fact I'm ill enough to smack the black off of Seal And as if a holy war, your getting punished for your sins You ride my dick so much I look like Siamese twins You've been declared wack by unanimous decision Refrain from kicking raps till you're out of your division [verse 6: L-Universe] L-Universe hungry like thousand pariahs, far from enough With Nujabes as my accomplice I inhale and exhale verbs, nouns, and adjectives Rhymes schemes and structures fill my chest cavity Mishia Pa pedigree lyrically I'm inspired Spit fire verses my service is entire I mark more pads than ladies who use Maxis This international connection bridges and gapsies [Hook] Substantial's the name, my man don't forget it (The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists) Hydeout Pro. it's only the beginning (The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists) I run with the plague your wack crew's restricted (The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists) Minds consecrated prob-rob logistics (The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists)

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