The Four Horsemen - Inner G | Текст песни

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[Priest]
I hide my face like the elephant man
Follow you
Reach out of long black sleeves with skeleton hands
Touch rappers watch them rot their skin fall off
Boil in the pavement on a cold boardwalk
Then I laugh like the joker while pissing on them
Then put on my hood wait on the next corner
The next victim look in his face with tears in my eyes
That crystallize and turn into stone
Before they fall from my dome
Like an avalanche the way I spit
Sounds like an African chant
The Priest run through MC's like I'm trampling ants
Peep the form it's the Vatican stance
The Pope victor the 1st the flow spit with the curse
The sicker the verse the more bodies we stick in the dirt
Wait around I'm ah pick you a hearse
I like the long black ones
Drive around while spinning on two wheels
It's whatever you feel
Blue steel on black day
Silver clouds when the mac spray
Turn rappers back into clay (aha)
My minds a museum filled with microphone exhibits
Of rhymes that I write that look like pictures

[Ras Kass]
Ayo my technique is berserk
I predator y'all niggas pull your fucking skin off like a tee shirt
Re taught no remorse donate aborted rappers for skin cell research
I spit a few bars and niggas is f.u.b.a.r
You wouldn't ride on me if you was driving two cars
(Homey) the mind of Cesar Augustus rocking a Caesar
Eating a Caesar salad in August
Plus I'm illustrious I been with the Moors
Born and raised in L.A. by Monster Cody
Slowly chose the dark side for ice cold 40s
Like Obi Wan Kenobi with an iced-out rollie
And might fuck a white bitch don't get it fucked up
Love black chicks but they don't like to suck nuts
So tell me what the hell am I supposed to do
It's like sippin' sizzurp in Houston I'm supposed to screw
Talk Slimy like okra he will spit backwards
Just to make Harpo out of Oprah
Rass spits sicker than most groups put together
Cause y'all put together I put fool to leather
And walk over dead bodies like Rise of the Machines
Don't be surprised nigga, it's Idi Amin
Rappers get ate up like the number on Kobe's jersey
Godammit I pop the clergy

[Canibus]
Canibus the only MC on earth
That did geo-physical research
About the new rebirth
The sun turn the earth to rotisserie dirt
Listen before you start dissing me first
This will be worst twelve degree pole shift
Displace the ocean
They send space probes in
They come back broken
Armageddon omen
Planet x inbound and rapidly approaching
None of us are chosen
Field manual 2 0 dash 4 6
Your life's getting away you better run for it
Population reduction mass destruction the reset button
Is coming and some of us love it
The return of the bureau
We will prepare you stay away from the media
They will scare you
Rappers respect beef tactics and technique
I'm ah show you how the best compete let's peep
My verse on the mic is surgical strike
Of herbal delight with no personal life
Live Saturday night sacrifice batter the mic
Jab to the left jab to the right

[Kurupt]
I'm the scripture sculptor, volcanic
Ya ignoramus I'm the future
Volcanic vulture firebird
I fire words catch this cannon
All opponents poetry Leonus
Spartan ya just can't sink me
Shots hell's kitchen tales sinky
Since I was born its all about Roman
Since the Roman wars I been Caesar
Master sieges master of diseases
Throughout the Legions
Temperatures beyond degrees
Terrifying like Saddam in legions
Ingenious fuck ya
I don't wanna hafta bust ya open
But I think ya looking to closely
And I don't wanna hafta bust ya eyes
Fuck it! Fuck ya eyes! Fuck ya mama!
Fuck the drama! Who needs it?
Who like it? Who bleeds it? Who think it?
Who smoke it? Who drink it?
Motherfucker I'm a start shrinking
Each and everyone of you ni

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