Cut Chemist, Edan, Mr. Lif - Storm lyrics

It's crazy in here
We take you now to the satellite
You want action, storm the studio

(Hit the Studio)
Crush, kill, mutilate, spill
Blood, thud, the limp body is a thug
Flood scarlet, protoplasmic cells, flow, slow
With no halo, dragon in hell
Stay low key, praise, elohims
Melodies, play hellish strength, M-O-G
I see radios through the M-IC
When I speak to ya
When I cease, When I leave, through the exit
The question is can I be, Smoother
Choose you manoeuvre to Buddah
Be beautiful sooner first
Get in tune with the Universe
Versatility add activity
Captivity, energy through seafood
Gotta be the prelude to what we do kid
My blueprint makes you rent tuxedo's
Taggin' & raggin' & baggin', zig-zaggin'
And back in the diagonal crush of bun b-lo
Trust me though
You fuckin' with the lux regal
What mud evil can clutch the untouched eagle?
See you at the summit, you plummet more
While I soar through the unexplored
Toured where the sun goes warm
Paramour, I perform through a storm
My radioactive uniform leaves you deformed
Unify man, woman and little guy
Visualize, I can design rhymes that symbolize
Rhymes that intertwine with time
Lines for 99 lifetimes
That unwind to find the minds
Of mankind to shine define simile
Simulate the template of the best made verse
Innuate to emulate words
Don't denigrate the trade, create birth
The unification of race as
That verse was clashin'
Oppression in murderous fashion
Breed new plants, virtuous craftsmen
The seamen's in the sand
You see 'em from the air
Fu Manchu pants had a verbal assassin

I settle all things through a megaphone
I spit transmit land split sanchez
Another grip by lif, thats M-R to the L-I
Leave niggas near far for
Rippin' tongues soft
Searchin' for the center of ya frame
Just copy
Got no blood, your arteries left soft
Hot of the presses, yeses
The EPs'll bless us strifes and stresses
Various points infiltrate us
Laps collapse cells within the
Cause of contrast
First, worst, anything reacts for tracks
All your personal facts 'till ya backtrack
And guess your illiterate who gets
Stomped and laughed at
So primitive, derivative, of a figurative
Phrase from back in the days I
Use to the little kids
Amplest mental midgets, with ten digit's
Opposable thumb don't mean you can get dumb
Officially it's only my mind that limit's me
And lately I've been havin'
Visions of infinity on the horizon
I'm a prizin' when my tales be survivin'
With me sur-rhymin'
Some murderers were left silent
Those who spoke choked on hope, threw up
So much pressure in their cell
'till their dome blew up
I'm helpin' the hell boy
The piles compose my frame
And they'll even dissipate this rage
Train the ladder, my flows compose the louder
For you to ripple down 'till
You hit the ground
Check my synopsis, ripped by cyclops's
Autopsy deemed trite trite from lobby's
Sloppy in some cases
Your flow fold by four places
Mold to the globe's oasis
History's a myth to me
The current is electricity
An ankle that'll start and dangle there
Physically swivel maybe talk to T La Rock
So give up and put down the Mic
And admit that you're soft and get DONE