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Messiah J & the Expert - Bloodrush | Текст песни

To be specific,
My prolific talent
Is too terrific.
Two tone, too technical,
Too crude, too cryptic.
It's too critically,
Lyrically apocolyptic
My sick, quick, shit,
Sticks to notepads like pritt stick.
It's mad, sadistic,
Mystic, persistant.
I'm keepin' M.C.'s quiet,
Like a library assistant.
Witness the intricacy,
Preditably you're sick of me.
Swiftness and trickery,
Messiah take the mickery.
Habitually, check the dictionary for lethal,
Explained is my name,
Dash, no match, no equal
No catch, rappers hide in dark corners.
I'm makin 'em sweat,
Like Jo Brand inside a sauna.
Call the ambulance,
Call time, it's all over.
The Experts beats are putting D.J.'s in comas.
M.C.'s on stretchers, the architect induleges,
Paramedics scramblin',
Checkin' necks for pulses.
Forget the bullshit,
We're only rich in talent,
I'm rescuing the heads
Like I'm fuckin' Mitch Buchannon.
There's only one way to stop me rappin',
It's call Dr. Brown,
Travel back to '81, don't let me happen.
Stop my crew jammin',
Mind and body slammin'.
I speak knowledge,
I ate the whole fuckin' salmon.
C.C.'s too deep,
Too dope for understandin'.
Hip-Hop had three wishes,
An' now you're lookin' at 'em.

I'm on a bloodrush, I'm on a bloodrush.
With every word,
I ryhme, I push.
I'm on a blood rush, I'm on a bloodrush.
With every pen, pad, mic I touch.
I'm on a bloodrush, I'm on a bloodrush.
I'm on a rush, a rush,
I'm on a bloodrush.
I'm flippin' out as such,
I need chrome to crunch.
Bloodrush, bloodrush,
Bloodrush, bloodrush.
I overdid it,
I O.D.'d on venom & adrenaline.
The medicine that's pumping me up,
Like an amphetamine.
We heard the orchestra,
We were strung out,
We sent for 'em.
From Earth to Pluto,
I'm workin' neu voux's to veterans.
You know the better men,
You know who's wreckin',
You know the name,
You know you're lovin' every second of this.
How many times am I gonna have to say this?,
C.C. are not great,
C.C. are the fuckin' greatest.
God bless us & save us,
If we're not in your playlist.
You must be comatose,
Or be listening with your anus.
I'm sick of sayin' this,
Hope this beat makes me famous,
I'll battle for my city,
Like Romulus did with Remus.
Takin' it to the pages,
With scripts to make 'em sacred.
I speak the truth,
Till it's stripped & shaken naked.
And take it from me,
The competition will be wasted.
You'll need a tongue, lung,
And self-esteem replacement.

I'm on a bloodrush, I'm on a bloodrush.
With every word,
I ryhme, I push.
I'm on a blood rush, I'm on a bloodrush.
With every pen, pad, mic I touch.
I'm on a bloodrush, I'm on a bloodrush.
I'm on a rush, a rush,
I'm on a bloodrush.
I'm flippin' out as such,
I need chrome to crunch.
Bloodrush, bloodrush,
Bloodrush, bloodrush.

It's straigh-forward,
Gimme the mic, I'm made for it.
Reported, that's what divinity & faith ordered.
The more that I ryhme,
The more M.C.'s in frustration.
I'm blazing through the rest of em',
In need of resuscitation.
The mention of my name,
Menaces your arch nemisis.
Checkin' more beats than a fuckin' heart specialist.
Generating gems since genesis.
The general.
The opposite gender,
Genuflect at my genitals.
Gemini, wants to put me & the mic together.
My tongue is movin' faster,
Than beefy dykes in leather...


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