Motion Man - Call the National Guard lyrics

[Motion Man] Call the national guard Uppity uppity uppity uppity uppity uppity uppity Upchuckin it up Spit a sick lateral pattern, and cover 'em up Cause my saliva venom off mandible, sticky to touch Secretion burnin little kid fingers like weed with no crutch My defense similar to Mutumbo, I'm batting yo' stuff Also ma** from concrete tree bark, and I'm sandpaper rough Slappin, attackin, subtractin rappers, backin 'em up This hip-hop here, 400 rappers explainin yo' fear My science redefining my art, throw combos at nature Combinations bigger with handles like Anthony Mason My hot style, Binaca and lighter, you want information Runnin track, losin the quarter, it brought me frustration But on these tracks, rappin 'em faster than NASCAR be racin Partners pit, stoppin and droppin, they wrinkled like raisins Sa**y secret styles that I'm stashin on radio stations Givin birth to ma**es of rappers to work at plantations My sickness Alzheimer's for rhymers, forgot what I'm sayin My repoitoire, ready and willing to wreck reputations Man I'm comin at 'em, deadly at 'em Kick in the do', swingin the fo'-oh All you heard was Motion don't drink it no, mo' Still be totin Old Gold, might pour it on cereal Sewin lyrics together like ink is material You walkin to fail, watch the landmine I land my mind, all over the place kid, I'm past yo' time Yo, right on yo' forehead kid I write my rhyme, backwards Yo, so you can look in the mirror recite it, forwards Yo, the lawnmower that clear cut it Yo, blade is spinnin in yo' ear hear it Yo, oscillating, clackty clackty clackty clackty clackty Cuttin 'em up, like Kenny Garden projects in school And I'm postin 'em up No apple bring your teacher a 40 before you get flunked Similarities to Chocolate Thunder, gorilla with dunks That's Darrell Dawkins for you wannabe who fans of the month You runnin bull, chase you and catch you and la**o you up My a**ault blew up in your face before you can duck I'm known for minutes of lyrics, lynch like Lennox to back you up Travel like hitmen from mafia to sack you up Post up like street corner salesmen disperse you up And burn your life right, in the bong and then smoke you up Back in my next life as 40 to keep you drunk A message to the senator "The illogicals are scared of Motion" "Call the national guard" "The illogicals are scared of Motion" "MC's wanna battle, even they know they will die" "The illogicals are scared of Motion" "MC's wanna battle, even they know they will die" "The illogicals are scared of Motion" "MC's wanna battle, even they know they will die" {*scratching to fade*}