Lyric Captain America
The Falcon: "I don t know who that cat is or why he s got a hate on
for
Cap ; But I sure aim to
find out!"
Villain: "So bird man! You sneak up from behind; Precisely the sort of
tactics I should have
expected from you."
The Falcon: "Save the conversation for I am not behind you now clay
face!"
Villain: "Out of my way fool! This is good enough for you! And for
you..."
Del
Flexin the futuristic style
That will devistate minds
As I find more elaborate metaphors
So meditate
Think for a second as I becken
Abstract thoughts brought to the surface
Watch as I burst this
Rhyme flow
I design slow moving tempos so the simple minded foes find my flows
moving at the speed of light
I need a tight
Sample so I can dismantle your cranium
Play me dumb if you want imbecile
I can pick your brain
like a grain of sand
in an hour glass when its filled
to capacity Cassidy
Hop-a-long to the song that is strong
I m the massive bee
with a twelve foot stinger and I wring you re little wet towel
Cause I m getting foul when I m meddled with
I settle this
Violence I silence
MC s who continue
when you know you will fail
Slow snail as I salt ya
Then watch ya shrivel up and sizzle cause I m hard like Gilbralta
You re butter-soft so you can park it out ya little chauffeur
Cause I go for the esaphogus when I choke ya
Broke ya skeletin ya fail again
And I m the victa
You can pick the time and the place
So you can get a taste of medecin for your medulla cause I school a
Ferris Beulla cuttin class cause your style is butt n ass;
I pass one to A+
And I say hush child
cause your plush style
Is unstable as a slush pile
You ain t down with the program
You snow man
Me the Homosapien is funky like your toe jam
So damn enlightenin I m frightenin allota men
Open up your shutters let the sunshine in
Simple Simon rhymin on the airwaves
So scare slays to the rhythm
So I give em more than a fair trade
Verbal blades
Slice humans
To ribbons cause they re fibbin so you ll be assumin
That I m the dopest
I focus on the vibes that I conjure
Clean up the stains in your brain when I launder
Now feast upon
the thoughts like a mental plum
Maybe you might learn something before I m done
Spit out the pits and hit the flows in the nose
Del lets your sub-conscious be exposed
Where it like a bullet proof vest upon your chest
Even the best hollow tip bullet couldn t make an impression
Cause this lesson
Is invulnerable
Never dwell on the hellish aspects
Have fun until you perish
Cherish your lifetime
This is why I write rhymes
To illuminate the ones with the tight minds
Sign on the dotted line
Spottin fine shelter
Step to me wrong and I ma belt ya
Eye for an Eye
But you re eye shouldn t cry over spilled milk
Feel guilt when you know you re wrong
Never sing the song like you know it better than anyone else s
Cause that s selfish
Learn to admit mistakes
Just sit and takes a load off your back
Don t this acoustic bass on this track
Pack a wallop
All up in your face cause I m the bold kid
Check out the illogical styles that I molded
Silly-putty syllables
That still will pull uplifting
The masses the higher plateaus of hip-hop listening
Villain: "My red, white and blue foe- I have no desire to kill you,
not
now, not when I can make
you suffer all the more by slaying the one you call the Falcon."
Captain America: "No way to reach him in time."
Villain: "So watch, my friend. Watch and greive. Eh? My weapon s
charge.
. . Exhausted??!"
for
Cap ; But I sure aim to
find out!"
Villain: "So bird man! You sneak up from behind; Precisely the sort of
tactics I should have
expected from you."
The Falcon: "Save the conversation for I am not behind you now clay
face!"
Villain: "Out of my way fool! This is good enough for you! And for
you..."
Del
Flexin the futuristic style
That will devistate minds
As I find more elaborate metaphors
So meditate
Think for a second as I becken
Abstract thoughts brought to the surface
Watch as I burst this
Rhyme flow
I design slow moving tempos so the simple minded foes find my flows
moving at the speed of light
I need a tight
Sample so I can dismantle your cranium
Play me dumb if you want imbecile
I can pick your brain
like a grain of sand
in an hour glass when its filled
to capacity Cassidy
Hop-a-long to the song that is strong
I m the massive bee
with a twelve foot stinger and I wring you re little wet towel
Cause I m getting foul when I m meddled with
I settle this
Violence I silence
MC s who continue
when you know you will fail
Slow snail as I salt ya
Then watch ya shrivel up and sizzle cause I m hard like Gilbralta
You re butter-soft so you can park it out ya little chauffeur
Cause I go for the esaphogus when I choke ya
Broke ya skeletin ya fail again
And I m the victa
You can pick the time and the place
So you can get a taste of medecin for your medulla cause I school a
Ferris Beulla cuttin class cause your style is butt n ass;
I pass one to A+
And I say hush child
cause your plush style
Is unstable as a slush pile
You ain t down with the program
You snow man
Me the Homosapien is funky like your toe jam
So damn enlightenin I m frightenin allota men
Open up your shutters let the sunshine in
Simple Simon rhymin on the airwaves
So scare slays to the rhythm
So I give em more than a fair trade
Verbal blades
Slice humans
To ribbons cause they re fibbin so you ll be assumin
That I m the dopest
I focus on the vibes that I conjure
Clean up the stains in your brain when I launder
Now feast upon
the thoughts like a mental plum
Maybe you might learn something before I m done
Spit out the pits and hit the flows in the nose
Del lets your sub-conscious be exposed
Where it like a bullet proof vest upon your chest
Even the best hollow tip bullet couldn t make an impression
Cause this lesson
Is invulnerable
Never dwell on the hellish aspects
Have fun until you perish
Cherish your lifetime
This is why I write rhymes
To illuminate the ones with the tight minds
Sign on the dotted line
Spottin fine shelter
Step to me wrong and I ma belt ya
Eye for an Eye
But you re eye shouldn t cry over spilled milk
Feel guilt when you know you re wrong
Never sing the song like you know it better than anyone else s
Cause that s selfish
Learn to admit mistakes
Just sit and takes a load off your back
Don t this acoustic bass on this track
Pack a wallop
All up in your face cause I m the bold kid
Check out the illogical styles that I molded
Silly-putty syllables
That still will pull uplifting
The masses the higher plateaus of hip-hop listening
Villain: "My red, white and blue foe- I have no desire to kill you,
not
now, not when I can make
you suffer all the more by slaying the one you call the Falcon."
Captain America: "No way to reach him in time."
Villain: "So watch, my friend. Watch and greive. Eh? My weapon s
charge.
. . Exhausted??!"
