Swollen Members, DJ Makeway - Jacques Cousteau lyrics
[Swollen Members, DJ Makeway - Jacques Cousteau lyrics]
I hope you're not trying to tell me
And my man about rap music
I really hope you're not
Cause let's get something straight right now
(Madchild, cowards don't really want
A part of me
I roll with a venomous squad of all veterans
You'd rather kiss a rattlesnake than
To step to me)
Yeah, I'm the little fuckin' hulk
I don't fear giants
Leave em catatonic in a closet
Like in Weird Science
He doesn't even have his license, Lisa
I spit the nicest ether
Eatin' all these rappers like
A slice of pizza
I spit typhoons, conjure up hurricanes
Little Monster wreckage warnin'
Get yourself insurance claims
I blow the roof off of
Group homes with two poems
Killin' all of you clones
Metal teeth, I chew bones
Clip you like a coupon
Grip you like a talon, hear Mad scream
Supreme too
Listening to Balance and Bad Dreams
From broke to making mad cream
I'm fuckin' dope again
Wide open from a bad scene
Used to be a nightmare on diamond street
But now I'm right there, a white terror
A rhyming beast
Sportin' a beard and a tooth
Like I'm Jack Cousteau
(Prevail, remember me? Crimson wordplay
See with the pen I'm explainin'
Rock a show hard as a
Army of viking warriors)
Rhodium, deuterium man, trinium isotopes
Hydrogen chambers on explode mode
Let em blow
Adamantium, vibranium - Marvel at my universe
Scapel competition brains so you can
See how stupid works
Don't matter if it's grey
Splatter blood across the hallway
Could do this all day and I will so lie still
Don't make me call Vinne Paz
Slaine and Ill Bill
Real masters of the dark arts
With Kill Devil Hilts i ride upon precipice
Break till black mornings
A black plague front page
It's a rap rage warning
Headliners, flatliners, co-signers, endorsers
I water board all aboard, apply my enforcers
Rap brass, knuckle tough
Talk crass, knuckle up
Commander and the chief
Buckle up before I fuck em up
Don't care about whereabouts
Who let em out into open space
Way too much radiation
Glacial caps in Everglades
(Swollen members, heard of us?
One mass, the unit of murderers
Two MC's, one producer
Vancouver cats swingin' a battleaxe)
The hardest part of my artistry is
Finding people as smart as me
Or finding equal spitting shit wholeheartedly
As hard as me can't help it now
This shit is just a part of me
Coursing through my veins and pumping
In my heart and arteries
Mad raps retardedly
When Mad raps it's startling
With time I just get sharper while
It's wearing down my cartilage an oddity
I'll make you loose some bodily fluids
And once the thought of me ruined
And once a lot of you knew it
Now rollin' blunts, a bunch of
Nunces, feel like dunces, i'm the truest
They're just a bunch of cunts that want
Some comfort sayin' they knew it
Knewin' they fuckin' blew it
I'm blowning up what we're doin'
Cause sure enough we went through it
Now Europe is fuckin' toured
Obscurity, I've endured, secured a future
Creative it's music related
A partial art form that's narrated
Incarcerated minds grind thought to a halt
So I participate in rhyme crime
To break out the vault
I'm real bad for your health
Like a shaker of salt
It's make or break it in this
Industry so be an adult
Since my sinsiter administration no
One should vote
My public demonstration, demolitions
Crews in revolt
And my man about rap music
I really hope you're not
Cause let's get something straight right now
(Madchild, cowards don't really want
A part of me
I roll with a venomous squad of all veterans
You'd rather kiss a rattlesnake than
To step to me)
Yeah, I'm the little fuckin' hulk
I don't fear giants
Leave em catatonic in a closet
Like in Weird Science
He doesn't even have his license, Lisa
I spit the nicest ether
Eatin' all these rappers like
A slice of pizza
I spit typhoons, conjure up hurricanes
Little Monster wreckage warnin'
Get yourself insurance claims
I blow the roof off of
Group homes with two poems
Killin' all of you clones
Metal teeth, I chew bones
Clip you like a coupon
Grip you like a talon, hear Mad scream
Supreme too
Listening to Balance and Bad Dreams
From broke to making mad cream
I'm fuckin' dope again
Wide open from a bad scene
Used to be a nightmare on diamond street
But now I'm right there, a white terror
A rhyming beast
Sportin' a beard and a tooth
Like I'm Jack Cousteau
(Prevail, remember me? Crimson wordplay
See with the pen I'm explainin'
Rock a show hard as a
Army of viking warriors)
Rhodium, deuterium man, trinium isotopes
Hydrogen chambers on explode mode
Let em blow
Adamantium, vibranium - Marvel at my universe
Scapel competition brains so you can
See how stupid works
Don't matter if it's grey
Splatter blood across the hallway
Could do this all day and I will so lie still
Don't make me call Vinne Paz
Slaine and Ill Bill
Real masters of the dark arts
With Kill Devil Hilts i ride upon precipice
Break till black mornings
A black plague front page
It's a rap rage warning
Headliners, flatliners, co-signers, endorsers
I water board all aboard, apply my enforcers
Rap brass, knuckle tough
Talk crass, knuckle up
Commander and the chief
Buckle up before I fuck em up
Don't care about whereabouts
Who let em out into open space
Way too much radiation
Glacial caps in Everglades
(Swollen members, heard of us?
One mass, the unit of murderers
Two MC's, one producer
Vancouver cats swingin' a battleaxe)
The hardest part of my artistry is
Finding people as smart as me
Or finding equal spitting shit wholeheartedly
As hard as me can't help it now
This shit is just a part of me
Coursing through my veins and pumping
In my heart and arteries
Mad raps retardedly
When Mad raps it's startling
With time I just get sharper while
It's wearing down my cartilage an oddity
I'll make you loose some bodily fluids
And once the thought of me ruined
And once a lot of you knew it
Now rollin' blunts, a bunch of
Nunces, feel like dunces, i'm the truest
They're just a bunch of cunts that want
Some comfort sayin' they knew it
Knewin' they fuckin' blew it
I'm blowning up what we're doin'
Cause sure enough we went through it
Now Europe is fuckin' toured
Obscurity, I've endured, secured a future
Creative it's music related
A partial art form that's narrated
Incarcerated minds grind thought to a halt
So I participate in rhyme crime
To break out the vault
I'm real bad for your health
Like a shaker of salt
It's make or break it in this
Industry so be an adult
Since my sinsiter administration no
One should vote
My public demonstration, demolitions
Crews in revolt