Arsonists - Underground Vandal lyrics
[Arsonists - Underground Vandal lyrics]
Four elements of hip hop
Deejaying, breaking, emceeing and graffiti
Check it out, feel me on this one yeah
See there's a 187 Reasonz Y
To be a Necrophiliac
I'm in a Cage where only
Non-Phixion could see me at
Thirstin to Howl within the 3rd
Hour of the night ducking Vandal Squad
Spraying hard and avoiding the Serchlite
Using the Shadez of Brooklyn to cloak
From blue and white Problemz
Switch tips on Krylons
Meanwhile I fondle 'em
The click-clack's the knick knack
Finish the piece, step back
Mad Skillz, His-Panik, Urban Thermodynamic
Pitch Black here comes the boys in blue
Cause of Massinfluence
They have intents to harm me
They're coming at me with a Killarmy
I'm PF cuttin' corners like Tron
It's On The Go
You know how my Company Flow to XL like Chino
I dipped through Kalodge Projects to
The House of Reps
Where niggas like AL got Skills, absolutely!
Cops didn't try to shoot me and I lost 'em
But when they get back to the precinct
Believe me it's gonna Cost 'em
But, I don't give a fuck like Slim Shady
Godfather Don or Organized Konfusion, Hi Tek
With my illusion in this subculture
I dwell amongst the sharks and vultures
You don't know the Scienz Of Life's
Trife? The streets'll coach ya! Follow this
People from the overworld
Don't bother trying to pay attention
The names you hear are too real
Beyond your comprehension
'Bout to burn your earlobes
With my arsonistic tactics
Bring it on, surface versus under
It's automatic
Caught in the middle of breakin' and
Being Mr live at block parties
Status of Mr man, I have a change of plans
Spraying Elements of Style
So graffiti is surviving tC5, TCK, NBK
Y'all keep it live and sky's the limit
Either that or nosedive
It takes practice to make your J-Live
So I shoot to swish in this business
Making records from the heart and soul
When it's crunchtime
All it's gonna boil down to:
Are my Wordsworth, the Punchline?
The Gifted One like a Jemini, Double Trouble
Triple metaphors
I'm Mr complex and always Rock
Steady in my context
I X-Men til they're Invisbl
Like them Scratch masters, supernatural
Resource disaster, Black Star in Bushwick
I'm known to Mop Tops with Natural Elements
Huh the Juggaknot that can't be stopped
Last Emperor from Saukrates to Toynbee
Making no Dead Presidents
But don't no label own me!
My Cartel consists of Shabazz and Beatnuts
Krash Dummiez and 5th Platoon
Supplying the killer cuts
I'm in a room with MF DOOM
Dr octagon and Killah Priest
They all have you underground
Resting in peace
Deejaying, breaking, emceeing and graffiti
Check it out, feel me on this one yeah
See there's a 187 Reasonz Y
To be a Necrophiliac
I'm in a Cage where only
Non-Phixion could see me at
Thirstin to Howl within the 3rd
Hour of the night ducking Vandal Squad
Spraying hard and avoiding the Serchlite
Using the Shadez of Brooklyn to cloak
From blue and white Problemz
Switch tips on Krylons
Meanwhile I fondle 'em
The click-clack's the knick knack
Finish the piece, step back
Mad Skillz, His-Panik, Urban Thermodynamic
Pitch Black here comes the boys in blue
Cause of Massinfluence
They have intents to harm me
They're coming at me with a Killarmy
I'm PF cuttin' corners like Tron
It's On The Go
You know how my Company Flow to XL like Chino
I dipped through Kalodge Projects to
The House of Reps
Where niggas like AL got Skills, absolutely!
Cops didn't try to shoot me and I lost 'em
But when they get back to the precinct
Believe me it's gonna Cost 'em
But, I don't give a fuck like Slim Shady
Godfather Don or Organized Konfusion, Hi Tek
With my illusion in this subculture
I dwell amongst the sharks and vultures
You don't know the Scienz Of Life's
Trife? The streets'll coach ya! Follow this
People from the overworld
Don't bother trying to pay attention
The names you hear are too real
Beyond your comprehension
'Bout to burn your earlobes
With my arsonistic tactics
Bring it on, surface versus under
It's automatic
Caught in the middle of breakin' and
Being Mr live at block parties
Status of Mr man, I have a change of plans
Spraying Elements of Style
So graffiti is surviving tC5, TCK, NBK
Y'all keep it live and sky's the limit
Either that or nosedive
It takes practice to make your J-Live
So I shoot to swish in this business
Making records from the heart and soul
When it's crunchtime
All it's gonna boil down to:
Are my Wordsworth, the Punchline?
The Gifted One like a Jemini, Double Trouble
Triple metaphors
I'm Mr complex and always Rock
Steady in my context
I X-Men til they're Invisbl
Like them Scratch masters, supernatural
Resource disaster, Black Star in Bushwick
I'm known to Mop Tops with Natural Elements
Huh the Juggaknot that can't be stopped
Last Emperor from Saukrates to Toynbee
Making no Dead Presidents
But don't no label own me!
My Cartel consists of Shabazz and Beatnuts
Krash Dummiez and 5th Platoon
Supplying the killer cuts
I'm in a room with MF DOOM
Dr octagon and Killah Priest
They all have you underground
Resting in peace