Lin Que, MC Lyte - Let it Fall lyrics

Now we got nutcrackers, body snatchers
And heart attackers
Mine's the three combined, plus other tactics
I kick more flips, than acrobatics
So you're plastic
Couldn't get more charge than my dramatics
Don't pack it
But got friends that'll let you have it
Don't start it
Or else they'll have to grab it
Insane killer, my pain is out my brain
A dried up skull remains, another MC slain
Movin' in cyphers
I'm the lighter with the fire you're purple
Goin in circles like those Goodyear tires
Liars and labels on the other side of tables
When I unravel
I'll be kickin more channels than the cables
I'm ready willing and able
To end your lifeline
Your windpipe's mine 'cause I'm inclined
To kick the right rhyme
So very hardcore that you hit the hard floor
I score
When I do jacks I'm lackin' car doors

I let it fall on em, I let it fall on em

Now we got trendsetters, money-getters
Hot lively sweaters
My rhyme's the best of two minds
Like double headers i creep the streets
By putting cracks in concrete let alone
I rock the underground from beneath
So sleep if you wanna
This day you'll be a goner
I wonder or ponder
At least you'll die in honor
Steam like I'm saunas, in my dome
Out like chrome next time emcees are left
Alone inside their tombs
Their rooms are blown to pieces
You'll soon be callin' Jesus
Swell, melt off the microphone heaters
Readers are blind, read way beyond your crime
You're a child, hiding behind imaginary lines
Give it away with your
Whinin' and your bitchin'
Keep it warmer than a kitchen
As I commence the lynchin'
Cut through the tension like
Machetes of confetti
Coming down on you 'til you're through
Then I'm jetty

I let it fall on em, I let it fall on em

I let it fall on em, I let it fall on em

Now we got clowns
Then I slow 'em down in instant replay
When I'm heated up I speed
It up like a freeway
Your D-Day is coming, so summon your creator
The life fader, complex to me like alpha beta
Collect the data
You're gonna need it to defeat me
They tried to sweep me off my feet
They must be sleepy
They're gonna have to bring
It stronger than that i'm on to your rap
And damn not the point of your crap
Uh, so chill before blood
Spills under the victim
My grill's a pit bull and it'll
Kill when I say 'sic 'em'
See I can pick 'em out a crowd of a million
The villain, illin'
Not only here to make a killin'
You're under pressure off my hardcore texture
The wrecker
Won't hear my steps when I come to get ya
Stunts who talk that junk I never front
If it's hardcore that you hunt
Then I'ma give you what you want

I let it fall on em, I let it fall on em

I let it fall on em, I let it fall on em