Rebel XD - Testify! - Bear witness to Cosmic Arts lyrics

REBEL XD'S... "TESTIFY - BEAR WITNESS TO COSMIC ARTS" REBEL... X...D!!! *Vegeta Speaking* --- THE SLEEPER HAS AWAKENED. SOMETHING JUST SNAPPED- SOMETHING INSIDE OF ME... THEN I BECAME A SUPER SAIYAN (((VERSE 1))) Yo, watch as the sh*t that I SPIT GET SUPERB While I'm RIPPIN' A VERSE Then I MERGE ON THE SCENE AS a MURDEROUS GENIUS Like a sadistic but brilliant k**er neural surgeon That's MIXED WITH A NERD I'm WICKED WITH WORDS and if THIS IS PREFERRED Then while HITTIN' YA HERB or ya SIPPIN' YA SYRUP Then just LISTEN while the LYRICS THAT'S HEARD Get SICK AND ABSURD I'm a RIDDLE BRINGER That's to clever to just stick up my MIDDLE FINGER Because with MY SKILLS I'm GETTIN' THE URGE To teach a CARDINAL how to do a CART WHEEL So that I can really FLIP YOU THE BIRD My styles I've MASTERED THEM To the MAX while you WHACKS Ain't even as HALF as BAD AS I AM And that CRAP YOU SPIT couldn't PASS FOR sh*t Even if you had GRABBED YOUR SCRIPTS Of RAPS YOU'VE WRITTEN And took em into the BATH ROOM WITH YOU Then AFTER sh*tTIN' You RIPPED THEM into HALVES AND STRIPS AND Then you wiped ya ASSES WITH THEM! I PRODUCE MY TRACKS and I CHOOSE MY RAPS BETTER AND CLEVER And PROVING THAT While I'm WRECKING WHO EVER I'm COOL IN FACT I'm so cold that the DEVIL battles me in HELL WEARING A SWEATER With an EXTRA SET OF LONG johns ON With a coat, scarf, gloves, BOOTS AND HAT Now WHO COULD MATCH me? I TOLD DUMMIES That ALTHOUGH I'm COLD and SICK That I'm too QUICK for these KIDS To even be able to catch a COLD FROM ME It's NO JOKE and it ain't SO FUNNY, SO SONNY You POKE YO NOSE in my business And you'll get YO sh** MO BROKE Than a PO n***a with NO MONEY Now back the fu*k UP OFF ME! -Before I creep up on YOU GUMPS Like GOOSE BUMPS and then I smack a FEW CHUMPS -And I leave yo MUGS with TWO LUMPS Just like a CUP OF COFFEE A relative theory for me is to have MC'S SCARED Then ADD to the EQUATION the FACT THAT I SUBTRACT RAPPERS When I SNATCH MC'S HEADS So SPLIT like DIVISION or you'll end up MC'S DEAD Then AFTER you get PACKED in a box That'll LEAVE YOU EQUAL to MC SQUARED (Πr2) But you don't need to be EINSTEIN To see that MY RHYMES are at least 5 to 9 TIMES Better than any rapper that tries to DESIGN LINES Or out SHINE MINES I got a DIVINE MIND So an MC being better than me? I can't SEE IT - f** it, so BE IT - I'M BLIND! But for RAP FANATICS my ACROBATICS Are UNMATCHED IN STATUS The guy that set 3 world records For the KAT that RAPS THE FASTEST - I'm coming to rock and I'm taking a RAPPER And then I'm breaking them up When I be coming and ATTACKING them And I'm taking them up out ta my SIGHT When I get him and I'm taking him out when I be seeking the MIC And then I'm ma Get HIM AND HIT HIM And WOMEN AND GENTLEMEN Will looks at the radical and THEN IM'MA SEND THEM A style that will put them up in back of the LINE When I be making a RHYME when I come and I then get them and I'm breaking them up when he's becoming an ENEMY On to the incredible lyric EPITOME You're HOPING to COPE but you'll never be DOPER than me So STOP THE MADNESS!!! (((BREAK))) BARE WITNESS, TO THE COSMIC ARTS , OF THE GODS! BUT ONCE I START, YOU BETTER DODGE! JUST LIKE THEM CARS! OR YOU MAY GET SQUASHED WITH THOUGHTS FROM BEYOND THE STARS THAT'S TOO LARGE! FOR THE MERE MORTAL BRAIN TO CONTAIN AS I BLESS THE MIC AND MY DOPENESS - IS JUSTIFIED SO WITH THESE DOPE TESTIMONIES I'll TESTIFY! (((Verse 2))) While out of no where APPEARS A STORM AND My PEERS ARE TORMENTED So now HERE'S A WARNING while TEARS WILL FORM IN The EYES of the GUYS and the QUEERS PERFORMING And TRUE FEARS ARE BORN And boy, I couldn't hear you corny rappers Even if I had TWO EARS OF CORN No KIDS WORTHY to GET MERCY When I SPIT NERDY I GETS DIRTY- And don't even THINK ABOUT REACHING OUT For the mic So before I have to ROAST YOU DAMN CLOWNS You know what time it is So you better put BOTH YOUR HANDS DOWN Boy, Like was you SIX THIRTY (6:30) Now I can dig if a RAPPER NICE But claim G.O.A.T. around me Then im ma HAVE TO SLICE You the HECK UP and have your HEAD from the NECK UP Just like the GOAT in the OCCULT Of a Baphomet SACRIFICE I'm an ACE MICROPHONE VETERAN That's SICK enough to DISS you and then I'd diss myself Just so that I can get me a TASTE OF MY OWN MEDICINE Now here's a DISTURBING an*lOGY I'm so COLD that I would have myself CLONED Just so that I could have someone WORTHY TO BATTLE ME Because if I COULD FORM A copy of me than I MAY be ABLE to beat myself in a WAY That doesn't involve WATCHING PORN And sh** THAT I'M SPEAKING IS DEEP So UMMM HEY, I'd like TO SAY That you DUDES MAY Remind me of MONDAY to TUESDAY - To Wednesday to Thursdays to Friday to Saturday to Sunday - And now THAT THIS sh*t IS COMPLETE If you DIDN'T JUST PEEP What I did or get the MESSAGE than I GUESS THAT You ni**aS ARE (WEAK-WEEK) and not just a FIGURE OF SPEECH So PEEP MY FLOW cuz for me to be WEAK YOU KNOW Is UNSPEAKABLE and I NEED TO SHOW That I can BEAT A FOE So FAST that my FEET'LL GO So high up that ASS it'll leave them TWEAKING SO BAD That he would be screaming louder Than that OPERA GUY who OCCUPIED The STAGE when he ENGAGED in that PLAY When he BREAKS it down And RAISE his VOICE and REJOICE In the PLACE when he starts to SAY - "HEY FIGARO"!!! Whether I'm HURTING YOU FOOLS Or VERBALLY MURKIN' YA CREW For CERTAIN I'm GREAT so all you FAKES Trying to STEP MAY as well just hang a SET of DRAPES over ya FACE Because it's CURTAIN FOR YOU! When my thought COMBINE It's KIND of like I'M Taking all of the cla** wimps, DORKS AND GEEKS SORT OF SPEAK Then placing them in a single FILE Then hit each one like POOL BALLS While walking down the AISLES Of the SCHOOL HALLS At LUNCH TIME Just to form one hell of a PUNCHLINE That could leave MICROPHONES CRACKED And it's been SHOWN THAT, it's close to a KNOWN FACT That I'm GONE SNAP, so I hope that you WON'T ASK For me to RAP with YOU and ya CREW on one of ya SONGS JACK Because I DON'T SLACK but if you WANT THAT Than anybody that's ON THAT, right ALONG with YO WHACK a** Can get BLOWN BACK by me up on ya OWN TRACK! (((BREAK))) BARE WITNESS, TO THE COSMIC ARTS, OF THE GODS! BUT ONCE I START, YOU BETTER DODGE! JUST LIKE THEM CARS! OR YOU MAY GET SQUASHED WITH THOUGHTS FROM BEYOND THE STARS THAT'S TOO LARGE! FOR THE MERE MORTAL BRAIN TO CONTAIN AS I BLESS THE MIC AND MY DOPENESS - IS JUSTIFIED SO WITH THESE DOPE TESTIMONIES (((VERSE 3))) Man you fools'll drive yourselves STUPID and COO COO Tying to DO what I DO Just try to DO THIS and I bet you get to feelin STUPID Just like the three STOOGES when they DO sh*t Like be going - nyuk nyuk nyuk! And WU WU WU WU WU WU WU WU WU! DUDE so COOL it because YOU can never DO what I DO But if you flow then big WHOOPTY dee DOO Then WHOOPTY for YOU! But if you SNOOZE ON ME than maybe YOU SHOULD BE SLEUTHING with BLUES CLUS -N- SCOOBY DOO and the CREW TO get YOU a CLUE I'm far SURPASS AVERAGE , and what a FACT THAT IS But AS sh*t IS, I'd have to pull a RABBIT from up out ta my ASS With some other MAGIC TRIX, to ESTABLISH sh*t To get CASH AND SWITCH, my living STATUS and CLASS From not so BAD TO RICH Now let me ASK YOU THIS, it's not cause I'm BLACK IS IT? Cause if THAT'S A FACTOR Then PERHAPS maybe I should ADAPT A BIT- SLAPSTICK MY SCRIPTS, ACT A TRIP, then start to RAP LIKE THIS And be like -HI! - I'm BACK TO SPIT - RAPS FOR KIDS While I GRAB MY DICK and then get MAD AT CHICKS So mad ,that I can SLAP AND HIT, GRAB AND KICK The AVERAGE b*tch ATTACK her and then SMACK her in the BACK With a BAG OF DICKS and some f*gGOT LIPS Then AFTER THIS I'll SPLASH THE TRICK Up in the face with a GLASS OF PISS Until she HAS A FIT and GET so SAD That she wants to run up into the BATHROOM And then SLASH HER WRIST And I CAN SWITCH The PITCH of my accent To make a word rhyme with another word That doesn't even really MATCH WITH IT For an example I'll rhyme AFRICANS with AMBULANCE And for this MADNESS I should SMACK the BLACKNESS Off myself until It HAS MY SKIN switching from BLACK TO TAN Just like how Micheal JACKSON'S DID But I can't RAP LIKE THIS Cause that'll be BLASPHEMOUS as the DeviL's ADVOCATE Telling the CATHOLIC MASS who's ASS TO KISS But I GOT SKILLS TA ROCK ILLER - lyrics a HOT SPITTER With HOT sh*t I DROP SICK TA put you up into the HOSPITAL - Leaving city BLOCKS and PARKS LITTERED With LOTS of BODY PART and BITS of HARD ni**aS A HARD HITTER who'll CHARGE WITH A SABOTAGE so HARSH That it could TARGET LOCK onto and KNOCK out GODZILLA I got more KNOWLEDGE and INTELLECT Than all the DATA that's GATHERED And COLLECTED on the INTERNET So THEN I BET that I'm FINNA GET LARGER than MOZILLA I'm GIFTED in COSMIC ARTS With the sh** from BEYOND THE STARS So I'll START WITH A - a process to SPARK QUASARS When I drop MARS BARS that SCARS ni**aS With a flow I could destroy general ZOD WITH A Single thought and now that sh**s gettin' a LOT BIGGER, I FIGURE Why stop at just being a GOD-FIGURE? MY ni**a As I TRIGGER, MY INNER - ZEN to ASCEND To the Ranks of GOD KILLER!!! WELL THAT WAS ABOUT HALF OF MY POWER. WHAT DO YA THINK? "THAT, WAS ONLY HALF?!?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH PEOPLE LIKE YOU? WILL YOU NOT BE HAPPY UNTIL YOU'VE WRECKED THE WHOLE PLANET?"