The Thing Psypher 2

[Verse 1:KDTS] [?] [Verse 2:Twisted Insane] I murder in the night with ease Hit em in the back of the chevy and then i proceed to my next mission Everyone lookin' at me like I'm Richard I'm lookin' at them so stop your bitchin' ,calling me weird yes I'm a weirdo And you can find me in the dark chewin' earlobes twisted up on that alcohol, feelin' so faded I can't even walk but here goes nothing Slice in the middle of the night when you get a razor blade I told everyone "if I don't get you back some day well, shit today's the day" Me, KD with the AK on the front seat Two straps in the back pack for a lunch meat One axe in the back seat with a blackie Go ahead and leap if u feelin jumpy Everyone know what im gonna do when i get you in a predicament Put em into a box and bury 'em half alive and cut off his leg-a-mints And i cannot help that you are so normal and that i am so different I could be cool and say that shit was in school fuck it I'm ignorant Give him a seat then i get to hackin' his feet What you think u gonna rest for a week Motherfucker u ain't never gonna sleep I could be [??]of the week, not before u was feelin the heat I can take you in the basement and make you in pieces and then ima fuckin eat [Verse 3: Stabes] I tape your mouth shut It's time for you to stop your braggin' My flow is [?mild?], spittin' fire like an evil dragon These other rappers are lacking, first to join the bandwagon Dope flow and lyrical flow where your punks are lackin' I put some white up in the pipe and said let get it crackin' [?] gettin' a cheque, then back to Manhattan This ain't your normal rappin', now it's time to pay the piper Spittin' fire like a Hydra in another cypher It's time to creep up in the night and put the knife inside you I'm like a lion, all these other pussies turn to tigers I rip rhymes [?crew pipes?] from better life [?] Thinkin' twice might be the choice that will save your life Never give a fuck for what you did whats wrong it was [?right] Think of it twice with a rifle and a laser sight Give me a pen and a lab i can show you how to write [Verse 4: Torchur] Underground chopper aim to please strains, spread like disease Competition make the freeze prove wrong, and most agree Hustlers never strive to work harder [Crispy record?]these gravities Keep these men sayin' "Stoder keep on sellin' these CD's" A little deranged, or just rage, how blood my temper risin' Brain history turn the page, got these rappers despise, leave these elders surprisin', like they never expected Too many fakes disguisin' Expose head, get collecting Followers listen to me, freeze tracks, got their fans infected I'm seein' all my vocals reach music no one suspected Campaign make it rain to Ukraine [?] tappin' I'll beat foes into confession Do it when i'm rappin about Can't control my aggression This needs to be my profession, always leave an impression, every verse makin' progession, winnin' is my obsession [Verse 5: Bukz Bundy] [?] [Hook/Chorus: Jen K] I'm the thing that your momma's talkin' about But she said you should stand clear I'm the thing that walks in the room, and everybody stops to stare I'm the thing you want, I'm the thing you need And I'm nothing that's in between Here's my card gimme a call And I'll show you how I do my thing I'm the thing [Verse 6: Systematik] [?] Like tsunamis, tornados, and hurricanes [?] give em a [?] i'm showin you I'm a little bit strange Think of my fate when i'm eatin their face, they be leavin a survivor tellin' my name but i step in the field [?] Cause I'm out here on business, not to play They wonderin' why i'm swingin the sacks With the 223 attached to my back The blood and the gore, man I'm in it for that A little bit, you bitches you can't rap And i'm fully automatic when i get up on the track You don't wanna get it when i'm givin it you rippin these [?] you are nothing but talkin' [?] [?] Still tryin to figure which one is first [?] verse [?] church [?] Spit from a sick dome, with cancer, as sick dog Ain't nothin but target practice for a medic the piss off [?] with a monster from the dark, with a hole in my heart When you see me, [?] get scared [Verse 7: Goofy] [?] Nobody can stand the pain [?] [?] [?] smellin like booze, nothin to lose, keep on killin for somethin to do [?] anybody comin at me with a shotgun with his eyes closed [?] [Verse 8: Frozolid] I am Frozolid I am a 16 year old artist, comin' straight outta South Dakota Little country state is where it all started No [?spank?] I did this shit on my own, with a little bit of help from static Jacked then i signed over to him then i departed from him And then I killed shit, real quick Do you feel this?, I was signed at 12 Just a preteen outta hell Big shot, got recorded me at 14, at 15 I had no record deal left the label for an independent seal Now I'm 16, killin' shit with Twisted Insane, D-Loc and KD the Ukraine king, guillotine Fuck me, you will find yourself 16 feet deep, beneath my feet, I am not a creep, wet rappers drink my skeet [Verse 9: Jester] Yes I am that thing that festers deep inside your sic-he I be wrappin' your brain in chains, i'm your vice, it excites me But if you would ever let me out and count your blessings that you have, then swarms of locusts would seek out your blood as deep as dark as blackest magic Were followin my stridin genis side is automatic, but since I'm so confined, I'm just being problematic I am fear, I am hatred, I am death and despair, now why don't you let me out for a breath of fresh air [Verse 10: Serious Mak] Serious Speedin' it up quickness be the witness With a little bit of [?] im killin the feelin I'm someone, i'm gonna go million miles a minute, i'm drillin it I [?] gotta kill and [?] [?] click click boom, i'm in the bomb, usually i'm not one to be cocky But [?} there's no one to stop me [?} I'll rip it me, you'd better get ready for war Like i'm a [?} in the gore [?] [?] guts and gore, see what they have in store [Hook/Chorus: Jen K] I'm the thing that your momma's talkin' about But she said you should stand clear I'm the thing that walks in the room, and everybody stops to stare I'm the thing you want, I'm the thing you need And I'm nothing that's in between Here's my card gimme a call And I'll show you how I do my thing I'm the thing [Verse 11: Big relik] I'm going to get inside your dreams and turn them into nightmares Till the dead, by leavin' you right there I shock and I scare, fuck the [?] and the death stare, don't act like I might care Blow [?] and i'm right there [?] I'm killin' it, and I'm killin' the industry, I'm killology a be I'm a bum, in the shed, I'm a [?], that's just red, I'm hella fucked in the head I got the teeth of a shark, quick rip, get bit, it's a good way to start, but it ends when we rippin' bodies apart, then we put em in a Package No room for slackin', [?] double by-pass, and I'm a devil who's blastin' Cranium crunch, and then I'll have it for lunch, then I'll keep laughin' We laughin' (Hahahahaha) [?] passion, and then a gun to make a motherfucker cracking this underground scene like dust of eskie [Verse 12: Tung Tied Tazer] This is my dark side, I'm comin' to math mind I'm comin' to take em off of the top, cause this is on my mask side This is your last ride, I'm here to blast rhymes I'm here with KD the Stranger upon the devils side Doctor Jekyll and Mr. Hide Can you look me up in the eyes?, I got a lot of anger issues, constantly got shit on me mind I wish i could just stop or pause and just step back in time Just start raise up my fines, [?] rhyme They said it was a [?] different side, that's because when i was 10 i fuckin' lost my mind I was gettin pushed and kicked and bashed and I was left behind Until I stood up and hold my own and then rhymed, but then i started feelin [?green?] But that's behind the scenes, i learned the hard way by trusting friends who turned into fiends No i don't trust this solem planet [?] wake Now i got my girl, i've got my dogs and I've got my job to keep [Verse 13: Wake n Bake] Suddenly I have a fine, fuck the police, no peace of mind Killin' every there hate my mind, menacing monster make it shine Fuck the right in time, don't see me?, you must be blind Straight to the front no waitin in line, pay my dues and slayin' rights You don't wanna get it, it's dark like a sub terrainian A fuckin' super villain that's spittin' Lithuanian Got a call from this Ukrainian, KD just put me up said "I got an open verse, If you want up on this song" I thought about it for a second, decided i had to wreck it, decided a fuckin' riot, defient on every sentence, a client with every session I'm teachin' you not to stress it, just admit your BrainSick, and that your vicious, and did i mention?, steppin' into the game cause I'll do what ever it takes, I've been wreckin' 'em in the name of a land of a thousand lakes, now I'm spittin' with some veterans, evidently amazed, and I told you it would happen quick, lookin' at me strange [Verse 14: Kurt Kain] Mathematics and chemicals, engineerin' these syllables [?] my pinnacle, they speakin' this is subliminal [?] dinner roles, I smash mics that be miserable, it's pitiful Crush the cerebral forces, it's trifical I do this shit with ease, synonoms [?] queeze Spittin' with [?] energy, feelin' me my energy Flow through the [?] human be presumably, the mutiny Contact by aliens, dude discrutanty usually means We soon to be abusin' these microphones, and doomin' these digital soundwaves, and payin these groundwaves, indubitably, intuit-ably Lyrical ingenuity, consumin' me, soon to be unity, the head is spinnin' like a boomaty I'm flyin' back like a boomerang, long dead, been in the game since '93, to infinity Kurt Kain statin' my claim, I'm like the coke in your vains, adrenaline rushin or percussion Brain waves, and the frequencies combustin' [Verse 15: Bizzerko] I'm officially the wicked that clip you and put the pop verse Bet you like to fish with straight liquor with fuckin' last verse Bitch, you'd watch words, don't disrespect us, these fell-ans of fuckin' Legends are ready for Armageddon Better than all you veterans, fuckin' up this rap name Simple minded bombers are climbin' up through this rap game Your fuckin' tracks lame, y'all need to step back, we spit so sick and we're wicked and quick with the best raps Just a set back, bitch another obstacle, y'all 'bout to witness this kid do the impossible, unstoppable cum from these ballsacks Rip em up and give em a little something we call blacks Wheres your heart at?, bitch ain't you tired of frontin"? My fuckin clique is ridiculous, now they're sayin' nothin' So try frontin' me, you're caught up in this war, by the lyrical Assassin, attackin' with just my poor sight [Hook/Chorus: Jen K] I'm the thing that your momma's talkin' about But she said you should stand clear I'm the thing that walks in the room, and everybody stops to stare I'm the thing you want, I'm the thing you need And I'm nothing that's in between Here's my card gimme a call And I'll show you how I do my thing I'm the thing