Orlando - Bathroom Cipher lyrics

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Orlando - Bathroom Cipher lyrics

(various talking and intros) [I.G. Off] It's the top dog and you just the man next to the man like Christ Swappin' advice over a game a-dice I'll live a high life Higher than the highest mountain, deeper than any sea Wreckin' careers until the day I D-I-E like B.I.G Got what you be wantin', styles for an*lyzin' and beats that's thumpin Ill tracks keep bodies jumpin' like loaded Macs Knowledge the facts, never speed or never get too relaxed If I was you, I play the back like the wing on a coupe My technique is invincible when I'm dancin' over the right loop And I don't care what you doin', just stack lucci like Susan I hate losin', that's why I push myself to keep improvin' My words make me immortal, I get respect like a corporal Runnin' through town with rebels Trapped in a chess game with the devil I only move with the Highest, I'm hazardous like L.A. riots And I'm-a keep spreadin' until I got a body count like a virus [J-Treds] Yo, yo, yo..check... yo that's wha-... Yo when J's in the place, competition is like "You're the man" Cuz when I bust I blow the spot like an insurance scam Leavin' in ashes when I blaze it, I'm not to be played with Rated R son, PG emcees don't really say sh** So I curse 'em with my version of dope Burnin' their hopes of masterin' this They're forever learnin' the ropes While I proceed in full swing, doin' it for self Weaker emcees need help, so they gotta pull strings But can't match the force of this one man, if they understand They won't test, I got a dark side like an uneven sun tan They don't wanna see it, it's too ill, and it's far from beau-ti-ful They catch a glimpse, it's a view to a k** Cuz no one lives to talk about it when I'm on the set That's why my comp is pet cuz it's a promise not a threat I'm dead honest, if you heart is tellin' you stay You betta listen to your concience sayin' "Jet..." Cuz I jam like a tech What, what, What's up Thirst... [Thirstin Howl III] Thirstin Hooowlll..ha...Thirstin Hoowwwlll...still in there Yo, what... I put rappers in danger for darin' rescues I'm to be avoided is a daily schedule At all costses, Rap Olympics I'll get the gold before you see the torch lit Take crowns even if they don't fit Make ciphers take wrong turns Battle 80 n***as and have enough rhymes to go first! Verbally sparrin' you hit as hard as womens boxin' You could lose or you could lose, those are your options My freestyle is straighter than a wheel alignment With Rack & Pinion steering, studying the nervous systems Pressure points and body piercings! My freestyle is stronger than all alcoholic beverages After second sips to the point to where you forget where you live! My freestyle is dumber than Jim Carrey and his co-star Even if you was En Vogue's PANTIES you couldn't hold on Your freestyle, a non-sinner's son who twiddle thumbs From the sight of my rib cage you could tell I k** for crumbs! My freestyle, clearer than a ocean front wit' seagulls My flow will feel like I'm walkin' the sands With a corn pipe and a pea coat! Carryin' a slow burnin' lantern These fingers here could pick pocket a gra** skirt Your freestyle in a test of strength was the perfect weight So it's logical we obey the 3-knockdown rule Whether you married to the mob or just a step-son I make true to the game emcees rhyme under lie detectors! [Hazadus] What? Check check...now... My freestyle is something that you have read about in books When I talk to takin' jooks or these brothers wanna take looks I...throw left hooks just like Tyson, nice on the mic devices Slicin' and dicin' for any pricin' [I.G. Off] Yo, yo well I never get off the stage without 50 pats on the back About 50 more pounds and 'bout 60 more "Yo, you ripped," yeah We terrify, petrify, any emcee who dare to try I turn on some Canibus sh**, whoever wanna die, I'll battle you... [Kwest] Always talkin' about they wanna battle us You're there relyin', they about to get they whole body set on fire I perspire from the sweat, you ain't even seen nothin' yet Me and I.G. Off, I.G. Off on the set, Kwest the verbal vet [I.G. Off] I wait for n***as to talk about they multi-platinum plaque So I could smack 'em in they f**in' mouth with they plaque I break your back, smack these corny a** emcees silly I grab 'em by they legs break they feet off like a Philly (cipher ends)

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