Swollen Members, Moka Only - Crunch lyrics
[Swollen Members, Moka Only - Crunch lyrics]
Moka Only the complete
Abnormality, fatality mega, don't you sleep
It's dephtrimental that you set
Your mental clock right
So you can catch the prime example
Of those who rock right
I talk tight, my mic's made of alabaster
Cast a shadow beside of mount
Shout before I smash ya
I promise to be the bonus, I gotta say that
You want to die, well you can be accomodated
To be honest, you sock like Homnus
To be on another plateau you gotta
Rap pro or become sawdust
I husk a bone on that ass with no exceptions
Been ill since my conception
I've come for the collection
Same old cash respecting bitches
I can't front yo
Busy Bee went back to the hotel
And spelt his name in dough
I'm hella pro, a rappers work is never done
I like necks, I think I'm about to sever one
I put my pressure on the corner
To cave the box in
This time I sawed in my breath
And rhymed circles of sin
See, if I don't reanimate
The meat-grinder's brain
In the A Wing, we're grey things
Petrude from my grey rings
My collection of strange things include
A barrel delivering like a Winchester in
A pool full of crude oil in my turmoil
Ridden block of ill rythem-wear
Cracken cockroaches
Talk about class divisionsy
I'm not stuck-in-the strucken function
I adapt to the place I hear the bass pumping
Keep every rhyme different
That's a sign of affection
Keep a bag of Buc Fifty's
Of my cabinet of men
Make sure the door's locked
And the dead-bolts fastened
Your worst nightmare that
Shares no compassion
Acid flashbacks, get hacked up into fractions
Seargeant Roadkill, still missing in action
An unaffectionate day, I'm section A
Let's play
You be the bride of death and decay
Do you stay awake at night thinking of
The things you should worry about
Follow this bloodtrail and hurdle through
The forest of doubt till I'm out in the wide
Open plains hoping to maintain
The same yield
But the field's littered with corpses
Death is my departure
Till then I'm explosive
An overdose of death, spare me no grill
I'm rare, send me on ill will, I'm there
The last man standing, never call a truce
Apoligize, nah, strength needs no excuse