Vast Aire, Aesop Rock, Breez Evahflowin’, Karniege, Poison Pen - Posse Slash lyrics

"Rap representing" - Sample from

Yo hah karniege listen

What you hear now is not a one-hit wonder
(Uh, uh)
One hit, wond-e-rous things happen (Look)
We slide out, it’s like Crunch, Captain
Not the cereal but suited like generals
(Let’s go)
Gripping the mic and moving any rooms
See Mighty Jo swing, smack from the bush
Grimy flow kings rap out the wood
Work when a boy twerk lines this good
(Uh, huh) who say we hiding in the hood
Playing Holly games?
We drop hit's here at the party, mayne
Listen, woman or child
The hood’s in the house
Now start looking around for me
Brooklyn-bound (Look)


Queens all-city, the kid putting it down
(Look) probably in another town
Unhooking her blouse
She waving in the air, saying, "Looky, meow"
Posse cut bodied her you better watch it, son

Yo, I ain’t trying to battle no
More that shit is getting boring
The comp sucks my new hot
Stuff should get to touring (Hit the road)
Words are like weapons soaring
Leaving sets unplugged
Disrespecting, it gets to you like Lauren
Shit’s hard smoke grass to let it off
Me and Vast need cash
So we smash like ghetto raw
Straight beating the fuck out
This verbal session, stressing this bitch
‘Til she’s screaming like
With herbal essence, i
Spit a TEC at the mainstream, aiming at
Fake niggas who gang clean, ain’t seen jack
Hip hop is much bigger than
Rap you going for mines?
Get off the crack bet on your ride?
I break your prize, leave you walking back
For the green
I’m a scene from the Hulk attack
I’m a vet you pose no threat you pussy
On the set like commercials with talking cats

My jersey been in the
Rafters peep this towel-mouth
Brooklyn monster knuckle up
Speedbag your tonsils
Poison Pen’s name’s hitting in the street
All I do is threaten dudes to
The rhythm of the beat
Branch Davidians trail me got
A cult following
Tungsten for tonsils, low blows spit halogen
Thought your block was wild? Watch
Out it’s really off politicians pop off
Turn the city hall to a city morgue
(We want it all)
If there’s a brawl, really, dog
It’s prolly us
Tour bus boys ain’t stalled working
On a posse cut ayyo, lips on your face don’t
Work just like I’m on the desert
Baby the same as gamma ray-strong birth
Bitch!

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Y’all know the name:
Aesop fucking Rock ain’t a damn thing changed
Clubbed up in a property in helicopter hell
When all he wanted was to drink copper
Crawl out of well
Jumping Jiminy in a gimme-gimme industry
New York bleed bricks, piss huts
And shit liberty
Briefing lizards, he sleeps the winters away
Weight flips snarky out in demos
Let him keep the scissors
And all that good-good smoked out and mobile
When his tummy growls in vowels
Shit almost looks remotely simple (Oh)
Slumped on every portly mobile
Porky ogre ace ignored
A forty focal folk adored
A forgey quirksy motor
Fuck what I’m gon’ be this luck of the ugly
And I’m half man, wormy, flunked
Fucked what? Dirty from the dump
Suck dump truck let the peril fester
Right? Curb your little ninjas and
We’ll all break bread together

I know niggas in the street who delete oxygen
If you ain’t really ‘bout it
Don’t box him in (Don’t do that)
There’s no water but you gonna go swimming
We don’t like y’all we like women
(I like girls)
You lie sweet but the truth’s like lemon
If you touch her right, she’ll start grinning
(She’ll start grinning)
I got something if you want to touch hands
Sucker emcees better change they plans
Pass the baton i’ll end the dash
(End the dash)
That ain’t all the herb it’s only the stash
And this ain’t a posse cut
It’s more of a slash
Part of the hurricane only the splash
Styles upon styles upon styles is what I have
You trying to grab the Aire?
You don’t know the half
Hah you better off up north
And when you thinking we got you
The lights go off