Arsonists - Pyromaniax lyrics
[Arsonists - Pyromaniax lyrics]
Phone ringing
Little girl: Monkey, where you at monkey?
And what, rappers wanna bring it to me
Oh, you the nicest MC (so so so so so)
And what, yeah we known to blow up the spot
Pyromaniax burning, blazing hot
Why would you wanna challenge a guy like me
If you not clever (come on)
Dirtier than prostitutes sweating
In hot weather load the spot better
Than you ever will in your life
Wanna kill and get trife
Go ahead I'm just gone chill with your wife
The only one that'll get you in
A cyph and flex style
So the next child that try to front then
I'mma pull your x-files
That been, hidden for years
And released when i came
Mics burn when i flame
Forever remain with my name
Deliver high pain like migraine
Headaches and all
You got the nerve to stand before me
Pretend you were bald
Must be pathetic to brawl, with a MC lord
Holding a sword
I'mma a human microphone and my
Lyrics the vocal cord
You's a fisher price king
Only eligible to battle saddle?
Who are you to hassle
The epidemy of master tackle
Buck forty nine plus tax to the max
Corrision shample atista Gamble
Don't tangle with hard to handle
Beats lyrical warfare up the
River paddle your tackle
Gotta a neon shadow
But still confusing like a pharoah
Split through travels i unravel
Now has led you would have it
My microphone grab habit
Excels over the plab attics, have 'em like
(dag nam it)
They pissed off, like missing the toilet
They plans are foiled
Like there wrapped in tin paper
Burned like skin scrapper
The top kid i'll take ya
I'm type nice, so think twice
Before you hold the device
Lyrics shot are precise
Had you blind like three mice me shise
Must of had me mistaken for the wrong stick
That kids cut short
I'm the one with the long
Cord and the track one
I smack one rhyme at a
Time like kids acting up
Wild like the fight in a club
Heads is backing up
In the meantime, disinfect your filth club
Filled with clean rhyme
Gleam like sheam shine
Take you ass home to better dream mine
Be out of town from sundown
This block ain't big enough for
The both of us
No chance of redemption like broken trust
Who tops the bottle cap and seal
The whole three liter bottle
Rap and let it go flat
Off duty officers in brooklyn better go strap
Don't knock me cuz you can't rock me
Lyrically I'm cocky, you sloppy
Refer to me as copy
Malaki, of your style, i make a mockery of
Cuz you choppy
You should specialize in copies like kinkos
Don't ass think yo, you beat me
(hahahahaha) I don't think so
Not even mulitiplied by cinco, you blink bro
Now catch your career going down the sink yo
My hit's rock you dicks nots
So run and get cops
I rip shops and flip hot fat like hitchcock
Outta space i roll with spock
Lyrically kill herbs when i spill verbs
Direct actors like spielberg
Run with ill hearse
(son whose the arsonists) hit me off yo
I slice nerds and melt icebergs
In the north pole you soft so, really awful
I rock the grand flow
You need magic like Orlando
Or must be rambo, multiplied by commando
Tell your whole crew
I told you i wreck those too
Make you vocal, I'm express you
Local, call and sick, you saw my click
Your chances are steal it
And straws and sticks
Little girl: Monkey, where you at monkey?
And what, rappers wanna bring it to me
Oh, you the nicest MC (so so so so so)
And what, yeah we known to blow up the spot
Pyromaniax burning, blazing hot
Why would you wanna challenge a guy like me
If you not clever (come on)
Dirtier than prostitutes sweating
In hot weather load the spot better
Than you ever will in your life
Wanna kill and get trife
Go ahead I'm just gone chill with your wife
The only one that'll get you in
A cyph and flex style
So the next child that try to front then
I'mma pull your x-files
That been, hidden for years
And released when i came
Mics burn when i flame
Forever remain with my name
Deliver high pain like migraine
Headaches and all
You got the nerve to stand before me
Pretend you were bald
Must be pathetic to brawl, with a MC lord
Holding a sword
I'mma a human microphone and my
Lyrics the vocal cord
You's a fisher price king
Only eligible to battle saddle?
Who are you to hassle
The epidemy of master tackle
Buck forty nine plus tax to the max
Corrision shample atista Gamble
Don't tangle with hard to handle
Beats lyrical warfare up the
River paddle your tackle
Gotta a neon shadow
But still confusing like a pharoah
Split through travels i unravel
Now has led you would have it
My microphone grab habit
Excels over the plab attics, have 'em like
(dag nam it)
They pissed off, like missing the toilet
They plans are foiled
Like there wrapped in tin paper
Burned like skin scrapper
The top kid i'll take ya
I'm type nice, so think twice
Before you hold the device
Lyrics shot are precise
Had you blind like three mice me shise
Must of had me mistaken for the wrong stick
That kids cut short
I'm the one with the long
Cord and the track one
I smack one rhyme at a
Time like kids acting up
Wild like the fight in a club
Heads is backing up
In the meantime, disinfect your filth club
Filled with clean rhyme
Gleam like sheam shine
Take you ass home to better dream mine
Be out of town from sundown
This block ain't big enough for
The both of us
No chance of redemption like broken trust
Who tops the bottle cap and seal
The whole three liter bottle
Rap and let it go flat
Off duty officers in brooklyn better go strap
Don't knock me cuz you can't rock me
Lyrically I'm cocky, you sloppy
Refer to me as copy
Malaki, of your style, i make a mockery of
Cuz you choppy
You should specialize in copies like kinkos
Don't ass think yo, you beat me
(hahahahaha) I don't think so
Not even mulitiplied by cinco, you blink bro
Now catch your career going down the sink yo
My hit's rock you dicks nots
So run and get cops
I rip shops and flip hot fat like hitchcock
Outta space i roll with spock
Lyrically kill herbs when i spill verbs
Direct actors like spielberg
Run with ill hearse
(son whose the arsonists) hit me off yo
I slice nerds and melt icebergs
In the north pole you soft so, really awful
I rock the grand flow
You need magic like Orlando
Or must be rambo, multiplied by commando
Tell your whole crew
I told you i wreck those too
Make you vocal, I'm express you
Local, call and sick, you saw my click
Your chances are steal it
And straws and sticks