Percee P - Throwback Rap Attack lyrics

[Percee P - Throwback Rap Attack lyrics]

I rap with knowledge
Lines compiled in a complex style
Convey 'em intricately say 'em
Slay 'em and exile
Wild rap competitors get ready
For my metaphoric
Phrase, Madlib amaze, as he displays
His track scratch and catch the
Record I match the tempo
With lyrics that swing, no strings attached
My brain causes migraines
With lyrics I reign
I came to dispose of foes
And competition dissin' my name
Rap fans remember me for my lyrical chemistry
Brains might explode
Knowledge overloads my memory bank
All on the radio, I gotot a record out
In stores of yours, get wit it
Get it and check it out
Clever whoever has it and don't pass it
I'll burn 'em like boric or hydrochloric acid
Or gastric juices, Percee P produced this
Style on the mic
Biters are likely to use this
Crowds I entice, I charge the largest price
To rock, pockets are packed
The fact is I'm that nice
I'm poetical, to a science know every medical
Meaning, line 'em
Define 'em in the order alphabetical
Rhymes vary, and carry proficient vocabulary
That won't diminish
But finish off any adversary in a second
I reckon my rhyme will take effect
And just paralyze your body
From the neck and up
Adversaries I dominate, titles I accommodate
Out loud, the crowd proudly nominate
Me as the best emcee
Stones Throw invest in me
After I rock, girls flock, caressin' me
In parties a lot, Bacardi or not
I'll rock a 90 minute tape
And leave nobody a spot
To bust a rhyme on it, I'll put a dime on it
You're gonna love it, and dub
It, because I'm on it, uh
Don't try to riff
Take a whiff of some coffee
Smack up those that act up, so back up off me
Laugh at ya like a psycho, might go after ya
Worse than the Valentine or Chainsaw Massacre
Any men within with talent
Challenging the P is not clever
They'll never walk or talk again i build
Your skills go downhill and dilapidate
Records I made will be played
By half the state
Girls are winkin', I leave 'em thinkin'
Gotta rewind every line
Before my rhyme finally sinks in
I'm not in college but
Knowledge I do accommodate
Since I'mma dominate
Y'all know who to nominate
Rappers are runnin' around
I'm aimin' and gunnin' 'em down
With lyrics I dare them to front on me now
Got the balls? Boo me, fans send cards to me
Punchlines will stall Cooney
Since y'all knew me
I've been deep like Paul Mooney
I might show up so get a hearse
Ain't no nigga worse than me
When I kick a verse, mics blow up
Like a nuclear blast
You see a flash that melts ya
A fallout shelter can't help your ass
From Perce's versatility, hostility
You're wack black and lack the
Ability to kill the P
Women? I like, how I treat 'em? Like the mic
I plug it in, turn 'em on and get hype and go
On and on, I rap 'til my mic's worn, torn
Done son you're unreal, just like a unicorn
You make me sick when you contradict
If you diss me or piss me
Off I'mma stomp you quick, slick

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