Stronghold - Anger lyrics

What’s your definition
Of vexed? Mine need descriptive visual
Peep the view out of my eye camera
See the anger
Raise my stress levels the heat’s
On and now my talk’s
Whistling similar to kettles not
Mad that’s for dogs
Simian pit's we left for dicks
And those who act like
A uterus, frustrated, past-the-brinks upset
I feel like leaving a cat flatlined
Dead on arrival that’s why all my poetical
Recitals usually consist
Of spitting ‘til my face
Be lava-like in color larynx stretched out
Looking like an invertebrate after lunch
Sounding like, "Aaah!" adrenaline rush

I outlast assassins you
Bastards couldn’t hang with me if we were


Runaway slaves and captured
Racketeering like the loser of a tennis match
Like an ass crack
Kick shit fuck NASDAQ hurt your stocking
Cap when you wrote waves ripple timelines
Sell
Wreck by the byline, tear off your mind like
(What?! Aaah) Blow away, enter your head
Like random arrests
You don’t know what you in for rock, rock
I don’t stop even though they tried
To destroy paradise and put up a parking lot
BX, they say, "Index, you ‘2 Complex’" I say
"Check the table of contents chapter:
I Don’t Give a Fuck"
Flows splash like climax in belly button
Empty sack sack your ass before the "hut
One" We’re transparent
Like fathers on the move, take it once
Going straight to your head
Like a blunt object

Get your shit right drifting
Other cats are burning in flight
VIP blast you
Beating on site here’s your invite
Jump on your windpipe channel 47: Lucha Libre
NYC and the BX live from Bed Stuy
Gold medal: turnstile hurdle relay a
Hundred styles you’re running
They’re coming now
They’re coming you want it? Now you got it
It’s coming down proper, unstoppable force
Navy SEALs flee from our
Obstacle course, yelling, "Who’s that?"
Smack your bubblegoose flat
Shove you back in your mom’s
Twat for bad-mouthing NA rock ha!
Y’all don’t even know what to
Think when I started
"Lumbering" through the clubs
Knocking over your drinks

Now most tend to sink in a pseudo-sleep state
By the ghost hand of fate
Caught a beating my eating
Decreased by elevation of the solar and heat
Now I was told to say, "Peace
" but we war i stand confused
At a detour fuck around
Which road do I take?
Which road leaving the hour Breez
To burn in the lake?
Which Hold is still Strong when
The magic is gone?
My songs, we end tragic like a savage of Khan
A magical bong, a parasite
And Poisonous lick one hit to see the
Overfiend fucking demon chicks
As the semen drips
Cast off across the screaming lips
I was leaning on the Walz
Walls, talking ‘bout, "I seen this shit"

Ain’t nothing laugh
B get off that bullshit like Jason Caffey
Reverse uppercuts make you rehearse
Ducking like Daffy bloody Who? Like Harry 2
Rayz when I come through
We spit, stuck to your soul
Sole like a gum shoe
I stay Grouchy fuck a Oscar nominee
My new song should be: "Just Drama and Me"
Getting red like Annie living
A "Hard Knock LIFE"
Pens throw Molotov Cocktails when I recite
So hype
I want to fight right after chicks give
Me dap my melon yelling, "Cap her
Kap-er" Snatch your cheese with such speed
You could still feel the Breez
Through trees like a giant sneeze i’m
Vegetarian but I hate cornballs next time
You want to C-Rayz
See rays, bang your head on the Walz walls
Go head up with me first, take a detour
Sleep more
Red grass field there’s blood on the lawn
Quick like Spawn, then get off taking yours
Stronghold fortress, we war!
I’m vexed, human, had it up to here my days
Of paying dues are over acknowledged
Me’s in there yeah! Motherfuckers