Senators - DotS lyrics

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Senators - DotS lyrics

[Smevz] Check it, we're set on wreckin' your precious set of irregulars These dead-headed hip-hop heads you call secular Instead of ya attemptin' to rep the present, I'm tellin' ya The Senators are steppin', presentin' it to your retinas I ain't scared of no competitors Effectively wreck my grammar and I'm still betterer Senators set it up, set with a plethora Of flavors made to make you look lamer than a 7-Up Your stomach's upsetted, huh? Well so is everyone's Listenin' to your spittin's reminiscent of Cybil's enemas You're a synonym for sh** on a stick sprinkled with cinnamon A blockbuster that got hustlers runnin' out the f**in' cinema So don't peddle pathetic pentameters actin' like you're Reservoir Dogs cuz you're not hard regardless of whatever expenditure You're spendin' attemptin' to present yourselves as predators With your confectioner metaphors similar to room temperature [Hook] When it comes to rappin' you couldn't take the least of my stake You'll get murdered with every verse 'cuz the beast is awake And now you're bringin' disgrace 'cuz you got my seed on your face That's what this motherf**er gets for steppin', thinkin' he's great [Call the Fire Brigade] [Call the Fire Brigade] [Call the Fire Brigade] [Cuz we spittin' flames all over the place] [Lish] sh** is disastrous, you know we gonna slander this Fragments of answers and adverbs, cannot handle it Ramblin', these cats just stand stammerin' Yet they still cashin' in, that's a trend that has to end You and your crew lookin' sweeter than a mandarin Goin' on tour and gettin' extra special pamperin' Panderin' to the ma**es with your wack a** meanderin' I'll manhandle ya and smack ya with a damn mandolin Smack ya with a mannequin, smack ya with your aspirin! Smack ya so damn bad you'll ask, "what the crap's happenin'??" Show's about to blow, get your seatbelts fastenin' Y'all are just loose nails and we here to do the hammerin' We crazier than Eminem's medicine cabinet Settin' to get better, the rest are less and we ain't havin' it You'll never slow our flow, you know we too adamant Like the Kool Aid Man, we use a plan, for smashin' in [Hook] It's my turn to phrase a turn of phrase and turn a purple haze From work and play to working day and spurn a burnin' verse display Why you lookin' at us in this concerning way? We burn and spray every verse we say with purpose made It hurts to say the worst today are earnin' such a girthy pay Your worth wanes, you bird brains, droppin' further than third place Absurd waste of earth space, takin' up all the commercial play These jerks with earned pay every Thursday from fillin' out a survey We got ambition, munitions to leave you punks in submission No extradition'll save your a** from this lyrical fistin' From compositions positioned to hit it like Sonny Liston We spittin' rhythms so vicious, demolishin' competition With witticisms givin' stigmatisms like indigo in the prism They send your vision to prison with precision More vicious than atomic nuclear fission, lyrical incisions Bringin' more crimson than a twitchy circumcision Hang it up like Hussein this game, you should've gave it up Takin' bucks, just makin' up a bunch of lame stuff, you lazy f**s Tape it shut, you takin' a generation of faces and make 'em dumb I wake up and take a dump that's more engaging than your sprayin' was If you're gonna try and take us, bring it better than Kanye Or like the Godfather, you'll be goin' out the James Caan way It's not safe, we'll blow your a** up like this was Pompeii So come on, let's get on with it b**h, we ain't got all day

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