SIURVIVAL '14

VERSE I
I COCK MY TONGUE BACK AND SPIT HEAT LIKE VOLCANOS ERUPTIN'
PYROCLASTIC FLOW, MALTIN LAVA RIVER, DESTRUCTION
ON MIC DEVICES, I'M NICE WIT IT, END OF DISCUSSION.
YOU MAY SPIT BUT I VOMIT ON TRACKS, CALL ME DISGUSTIN'
WHETHER IT'S BRAGGIN' RAPS OR TALKIN' BOUT MY PAIN A SUFFERIN'
GENUINE ARTIFACTS SPEW OUT MY MOUTH ON ANY SUBJECT
THIS ANNOUNCEMENT'S PUBLIC, CAREFUL WHO YOU PUT YOUR TRUST IN,
RAPPERS ACT LIKE THEY DO IT, TRUTH IS THEY DOIN' NOTHIN'
ALL IN THEY RAPS, THEY BOSSES, MOVIN' COKE AND BUSSIN' SOMETHIN'
MOST OF MY LINES ARE ABOUT YOU, I AM FAKE RAPPER HUNTIN'
MAKIN' CHANGE OUT OF YALL CUZ YALL DON'T KEEP A HUNNID
DRAMA YOU DON'T WANT IT, KARMA COMES BACK IF YOU STUNTIN'
IF YOU AINT BUILT FOR IT, WHAT YOU BUILD WILL COME DOME CRUMBLIN'
THE PATH I WALK, HAS GONE TOO FAR, PAST THE POINT OF RETURNIN'
INSPIRATION'S WHAT THE GAME NEEDS AND THE TABLES TURNIN'
I KEEP IT REAL CUZ BEING REAL IS WHAT RESPECT IS EARNED WITH.

HOOK x4
I KNOW YOU SEE ME COMIN', BETTER PUSH THAT PANIC BUTTON
MOVIN' LIKE A TORNADO, I'M BOUT TO DAMAGE SOMETHIN'

VERSE III
I'M LIKE A DIAMOND-ENCRUSTED HOLLOW TIP, YOU BEST BE DUCKIN'
I'M LETTIN' OFF SHOTS, NOT FROM HAMMERS DOG, I DON'T BE TUCKIN'
I'M TALKIN' VERBALLY, BOUT TO HAVE ME, LIKE UNCLE RUCKUS
ALL THIS IGNORANCE AINT BLISS, MY NERVES ARE GETTIN' PLUCKED AND,
I'M SO TIRED OF RADIO, RADIO'S SO REDUNDANT
HOW DIVERSE ARE THOSE CRATES THAT THE DJ'S DUG IN
THAT'S WHY I LOVE THIS UNDERGROUND STATE OF MIND I'M STUCK IN
HORSEPOWER LIKE DESIRE, INSPIRES ME TO KEEP ON TRUCKIN'
I GOT A GIFT, YOU'RE MORE LIKE SOME KIND OF STOCKIN' STUFFIN'
MY RHYMES ADDICTIN' I'M DOPE, PUT THAT IN YOUR PIPE AND PUFF IT.
NOTHIN' TO LOSE, EVERYTHING TO GAIN, GOT TIME SO I AINT RUSHIN'
WON'T STOP CREATIN' TILL I'M DEAD AND GONE AND CASKET TUCKED IN
ON EMCEES I AM CRUSHIN' EVEN WHEN MY LINES AINT PUNCHIN'
KEEP ON FIGHTIN' LIKE BALBOA STOOD UP TO THAT RUSSAIN
BAND YO HEAD UNTIL YOU GET A CONCUSSION
DESTRUCTION'S WHAT I'M CONSTRUCTIN'
PUSH THAT PANIC BUTTON

HOOK x4
I KNOW YOU SEE ME COMIN', BETTER PUSH THAT PANIC BUTTON
MOVIN' LIKE A TORNADO, I'M BOUT TO DAMAGE SOMETHIN'

VERSE III
I HIT YOU WIT THE FACTS, LOTTA CATS I HEAR ARE WACK
SO I'M PICKY WIT THE TRACKS AND I SPIT THAT VERBAL GAS
PUT YA RECORD IN THE TRASH, BETTER YET A BODY BAG
CAN'T RESPECT IT IF YOU TALKIN BOUT A GUN YOU DON'T HAVE
IF YOU DID, YOU WOULDN'T CLAP, WOULDN'T TALK ABOUT THAT
SEE A SHOOTA IS A SHOOTA AND A SHOOTA, DON'T RAP
WHO YOU FOOLIN WIT THAT? NEED TA COOL IT WIT THAT,
FOR THEM BOYS RUN UP ON YA TO SEE WHERE YOU REALLY AT
YOU AINT LIVIN LIKE THAT, YEA I'M TALKING TO THE FAKE
IN YA RAPS YOU A G, REAL LIFE, SHARK BAIT
I CAN TELL HOW YOU TALK, I CAN SEE IT IN YA FACE
KNOW YOU GOT A FOWL TASTE, YOU KNOW HOW A FART TASTE
BE REAL WIT YA SELF, TELL ME WHAT YOU GOTTA PROVE.
TAKIN LIFE AS A GAME, GUARANTEE YOU GONE LOSE
WALK IN YO OWN SHOES, HAVE YO OWN POINT OF VIEWS
BE A LEADER IF YOU REALLY GOTTA ROLL WIT A CREW

HOOK x4
I KNOW YOU SEE ME COMIN', BETTER PUSH THAT PANIC BUTTON
MOVIN' LIKE A TORNADO, I'M BOUT TO DAMAGE SOMETHIN'