The Architect Presents, Damo, K-Rino, Canibus - Inception (2012 Juice Crew) lyrics

Light speed phonetics plain-full
Practising my breath
Your son was murdered on purpose
No accidental death
He entered my mind unauthorised
And got stranded
Was pushed off the top of my
Thoughts and died before he landed
That's why for you the
Flowers are being handed
He planned to drop the gambit
And gain an advantage
Meanwhile my mind scares the planet
And breaks down the semantics
24 billion miles a second rapper transit
You whisper a verse, I bark it - write
Live it and talk it
Harder to remove than ink on white carpet
Assaulted your thought with a sharp hit
Some mark me as morbid 'cause I
Cough up blackened tabacco dark spit
Spell the Doom tonight
Predatory nature when the Moon is right
I'm soon to strike
Wild animals dying from human bites
I bruise maneuver weapons you
Didn't know I used k-Rino vocally juice food
Doing Ginóbili moves

The best in the industry
While wreckin' it lyrically
Rappin' milimetries, weapons artilleries
Testin' facilities
So now you face the final fact
You're full of shit
Talkin' 'bout sharpened tongues
So you get your spinal back cracked
The guardian's morbid appetite will snatch
An wack rapper's mic i am like Black Noir
My mother Teresa looks like a crackhead dyke
K-Rino and Canibus now hangin' these amateurs
From fuckin' battlin', we spot
The right heads, throw the laminas
Inhabitin' my facts with marriage
You scared, you surface's damaged
Scandalous while attendin' the classes
Of anger management
Know you, my mind is straight nonsense
You keep stylin' it, and pinkin' it
Trust me, I'm an Alien speaking English
My pen is so prolific
Left the rappers all floored
Did his death with my hands
Considered it natural causes
I'm droppin' shit, I'm so cold Rocky, see
I'll box the shit get chopped then hit him
With thickest missiles, still my mark is hip
I'll battle every rapper alive twice
Tiger stripes
Satanic enough to grab Drake punchlines
And left 'em sanitized
I tear whole arguments, Thompson's
Secret documents i'm monstruous
I dream of shooting stars like astronomous
The spit is sick and scarred
By now high-drops fire-op's
And still twice as hard

Day time, 12 Noon, doom and gloom
Drinking radiated water from a circular tube
Rain, thunder and blood
You ready, cousin? Pit for a justice