Lyric Lyrics
Chorus 2X: "Lyrics somebody want lyrics (yea yea)
somebody want lyrics" KRS One
Verse One:
Here I go the lyrical specialist with the perscription
I give you the leagal drug addiction nonfiction
I got the shank to your memory bank
How sharp don t be affraid of the dark
Come in to the light you still can t see
It can t be the historical metaphorical lyrical
Yes the S you know the rest fuck the spellin
I m tired of tellin y all who rule, cause you don t listen, fool
Your dealin with a nigga feelin fury
Surely, I purley destroy any toy with any game
That s why I never lose, I never play, I savaday style while I maintain mine
Same time yet, differ-rent, mag-nificent
No quest unless it s the Tribe
So check that vibe twice
Cause I m nice
Whoever got beef
Tell me the price
And I ll raise you a mill, days to a kill, some praise to a bill
Never, yea I m as lyrical as ever
Chorus
Verse Two:
You wanna start about, have you thought about
Consequences, sentences, come to your sences, on the fences
Cause I m strictly throwin hits
Knowin it s, unfair
Gun here, throw in a extra clip
Cause I m next to flip
Next time, bring in a next rhyme, cause I
Float like dead body, sting like a tazer
Sharper than a ... lazer
Open heart ... major
Surgery transplant cause you have none
Theres one, shoot a fair one, that s a real one
Grannit, with a enough heart to start
But can you manage when I brandige your bandage
And your stitch is open
And your bitch is open
Is she, somethins fishy
I don t like dis
When I m like dis they try to ammulate my likeness
Clones
Microphones break from my intake
For phatter, mass matter, glass shatter
Becareful, I got a airfole
Listen, I got them lyrics that your missin
Chorus 3X
Verse Three:
You re commin with your new sound
You never threw dowm
Why try, try my tie and hang em high, in the closet
Cause it, wasn t, I good idiea
Who should I fear
No one, the son of Jah
Gimmie some la, and I get mystic
Lyricdistic
But wait, your not great, your not good
I shot wood, put you out your misery history in the makin
Fuckin with a crazy Jamacian
See, they vanish when I brandish the hair trigga
Yea nigga
I m goin hay wire
Might fire
Might not
But it s white hot
And with the right flow, the shit might blow
So I detonate, then evacuate, leavin ash, don t even ask
Feel the blast, fast, I know you won t last
But you can still try
Somebody want lyrics
Then come see the eye
Chorus 3X
somebody want lyrics" KRS One
Verse One:
Here I go the lyrical specialist with the perscription
I give you the leagal drug addiction nonfiction
I got the shank to your memory bank
How sharp don t be affraid of the dark
Come in to the light you still can t see
It can t be the historical metaphorical lyrical
Yes the S you know the rest fuck the spellin
I m tired of tellin y all who rule, cause you don t listen, fool
Your dealin with a nigga feelin fury
Surely, I purley destroy any toy with any game
That s why I never lose, I never play, I savaday style while I maintain mine
Same time yet, differ-rent, mag-nificent
No quest unless it s the Tribe
So check that vibe twice
Cause I m nice
Whoever got beef
Tell me the price
And I ll raise you a mill, days to a kill, some praise to a bill
Never, yea I m as lyrical as ever
Chorus
Verse Two:
You wanna start about, have you thought about
Consequences, sentences, come to your sences, on the fences
Cause I m strictly throwin hits
Knowin it s, unfair
Gun here, throw in a extra clip
Cause I m next to flip
Next time, bring in a next rhyme, cause I
Float like dead body, sting like a tazer
Sharper than a ... lazer
Open heart ... major
Surgery transplant cause you have none
Theres one, shoot a fair one, that s a real one
Grannit, with a enough heart to start
But can you manage when I brandige your bandage
And your stitch is open
And your bitch is open
Is she, somethins fishy
I don t like dis
When I m like dis they try to ammulate my likeness
Clones
Microphones break from my intake
For phatter, mass matter, glass shatter
Becareful, I got a airfole
Listen, I got them lyrics that your missin
Chorus 3X
Verse Three:
You re commin with your new sound
You never threw dowm
Why try, try my tie and hang em high, in the closet
Cause it, wasn t, I good idiea
Who should I fear
No one, the son of Jah
Gimmie some la, and I get mystic
Lyricdistic
But wait, your not great, your not good
I shot wood, put you out your misery history in the makin
Fuckin with a crazy Jamacian
See, they vanish when I brandish the hair trigga
Yea nigga
I m goin hay wire
Might fire
Might not
But it s white hot
And with the right flow, the shit might blow
So I detonate, then evacuate, leavin ash, don t even ask
Feel the blast, fast, I know you won t last
But you can still try
Somebody want lyrics
Then come see the eye
Chorus 3X
