The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors - Distortion lyrics

"Brace yourself
What you're about to experience
Is turned upside down"

Distortion, my brainwaves communicate
With martians
My fantastic 44 firepower's awesome
No man alive can survive my lyrical army
I don't care if you've got
Nine lives or five heartbeats
I generate volts like electric eels
'Cause, I be sparkin' it
Like plugs in automobiles
And I'm so for real with my lyrical skill
Mentally ill in the brain like Cypress Hill
Don't try to sneak attack
I'm never sleepin', black
I do three-sixties with my head when
I watch my own back
And ya shoulda known that shit
Was dead from the start


I'll beat you more times a
Minute than a healthy heart
Rolling deep with niggas by the carload
And air cruisers and some shit
Fifty-thousand dollar autos
And I step through your club like a portal
I bag all the bitches because I
Got more lines than bar codes

Distortion, you better get your
Hands off my portion proceed with caution
I'll get deadly like a bad abortion
I'll dismiss you then re-admit you
Then rip through your crew like
Diseases do cell tissue
'Cause, I bring to mics like gay
Bashers bring it to dykes
'Cause when I rip mics it's like
Blacks fighting for civil rights
I make contact then swoop down like a wombat
And catch niggas out there like bad contracts
My mental status is far beyond the average
I kick you in the chest and
Make your rhyme have a miscarriage
'Cause, I deliver prophecies like disciples
I flip and drop more verses
Than two stacks of Bibles
So let me tell you, I'll get sick like Bellew
I'll lick eleven shots
God and knock down twelve of you
What? I roll with bad boys like Puff
I send you to Death Row like Daz and Kurupt
I come correct, I keep my mic in my holster
Sleeping up in that ass against
The wall like a poster

Niggas claim they got enough back
Look how they act
When I rush that, you ain't ready for combat
Hush that
'Cause even though the rats got cheese
They fear the cats
And even though the cats got claws
They fear the dogs
Because my style is thick like eggnog
And I break backs with jaws like traffic laws
Steel walls couldn't protect when I infect
Like an invasion
I'm takin' over like the Asians

Check it, niggas wanna act up
But many are just acting
Claiming they got contacts but
Who they really contacting?
It's time to separate the
Truth from the false
I got the bigger name in the game
Son you lost
When I come through, niggas always ask
"Who did it?" 'Til death do us part
'cause to Hip-Hop I'm committed
No question, no doubt
You know what I'm about end of story
There's nothing else to talk about
Just listen
I get paid by the rhyme like commission
And like sample clearance
I got niggas asking permission
So what's the decision, innocent or guilty?
'Cause, I'ma counterfeit bills until I'm
So rich I'm filthy
I'm mystical, when they hear it
Spirit's fear it
And flee to different dimensions 'cause they
Don't want to be near it
So one and a one, two, you don't stop it
Rhyme is the subject
God and skills are the topic

To anybody think about writing my rhymes
It's not happenin'
All my lyrics got serial numbers
My shit is patented
Right down to the last letter, I'm clever
And everybody knows my flows be mo' better
I'm always gettin' props, word up poss
Respect it
'Cause, I stay undercover like the
Crew New York detectives
Until I get provoked, the flow get me heated
I swear I'll hit you so hard
Your mom dukes'll feel it so chill
Remember who you think you're dealin' with
I'll blow your back out to the
Point where Jesus couldn't heal it
But, if you think you'll hit harder
By all means try it
I spill more blood than a
Whole clan of vampires
Hittin' niggas with rhymes 'til they
Pass out like flyers with new techniques
I change my styles like an tire
Without an lug tool
I love when fools talk shit
I put my finger on the mic
Like ET and sparks it
Extraterrestrial, niggas think I'm incredible
I reproduce with juice extracted
From my testicles