Undaground Choppers 4

(NOTE: DNA, Interchopper, D-Spillz, Kaoz, MC Rice and Mizury lyrics are OFFICIAL so do not change them. Correct the grammar if you want, BUT DO NOT CHANGE THEM) [Verse 1: DNA] (WATCH THIS, SPRITE!) I came to destroy with lyrics, creativity, originality, versatility Like boy! You don't wanna step up to the lord, the underground rap scene, that means you don't wanna mess around with me Your old news like an Xbox 360 and bitch, I'm the motherfuckin' one! Undaground wicked chopper demented sick wicked potty mouth, you're prob'ly 'bout that bullshit the second that ya walk outta the booth I step in it like a detective and detectin it 'til there's nobody left in it, 'til there's nobody best in it, like me My breath's in it, like three fire breathin' dragons burnin' you to a crisp cannibalistic ya gettin' bit tisk tisk But I ain't gonna bite you, which means I ain't gonna write what you write, not even accidentally not tonight, bitch, not never! I'm too clever to ever come close to whoever writing verses I could learn in the verge of a minute Rewrite it and spit it diminish you minuscule bitches, you gotta be kidding, fucking with DNA ya out of a mission I allow the admission for you to come out and come visit me vividly choppin' you into to many pieces To assemble the body back properly, get off my property, I'm poppin' their cerebellum, I'm telling 'em I'm turning their brains into gelatin Eating their eyes out like a pelican cause its a delicacy to me (Let's go!) I'm choppin' 'em up when I'm droppin' a verse in the booth then I see them flee Animatronical particle putting back in the monologue, leave it be! The keys to be unpredictably raw with it, sawing it in half often with the awesomeness Tossin' a bitch into the lost abyss of darkness, droppin' a bitch like a possum, hit with a car, his carcass is lying out in the road And the cars just keep tearing it apart and mixing it with the tar in the street, it's DNA the chopper!!!! [Verse 2: SplytSecond] [Verse 3: Kaoz] Let's get buck, I'm serving it up to anybody who wants some Yall Makin it too easy I hit em like I drop bombs And leave my competition stand in like oh my god Man I'm tearing these muthafuckas fuckas apart you better run Overdosing gettin closer to takin over the world Living life like a roller coaster holding on to the turns Not accustomed to rolling slowly nothing I've ever learned I set the flame to the booth then sit back and watch it all burn I'll put you out like a cigarette just like that If you busting the shots I'm promise I'm busting right back Chop you up into pieces put your body in five bags-- When you see the double K's you that it's over why ask I advise that you pledge allegiance this muthafuckas mine- I'm like penicillin when you need it when you about to die An infection thats taking over leaving you barely alive.. Fuckin' around and end up mentally impaired for life I don't go looking for drama but it seems like I always get caught up right in the middle off some bull shit But fuck it I gotta do what I gotta do I'm ready for whatever whenever you pussies really wanna pull shit End up getting caught up in show down sounding like l had a AK 47 bustin in the mic booth Sipping liquor out of a bottle that's 99 proof, play around get chewed up alive if you ever try to Subliminal dissing won't get you shit, I will find you Before you know it I'll be there and standing right behind you And the Klique that you kicking it with could never hide you Erase all the evidence nobody will ever find proof Only leaving craters on earth, Makin' 'em hurt, make a loud mouth lay on the ground, face in the dirt Cut out the tongue that was Makin the sound, putting in work Better bow down kneel to ground, take you to the church [Verse 4: K-Fix] Give me the microphone and i'm zonin' Cut on a beat then i'ma beat it up just like my opponent Some of the best of what you dealin' with And when I'm feeling pissed, i'ma show lyrically None of my competition will want it Becuse I'm better than the most, man the rhyming is impeccable lyrically on a level inaccessible to ya'll Never will I fall! Told you from a chopper, phenomenal with it, cause I'm steady killing I'm willing to break 'em off (?) Make 'em meet their maker The pistol will penetrate 'em, the (?pill?) Will disintegrate 'em (?) I'll be sending them to maker Ain't nothing but criminals finna sit at my dinner table And fuck if you bracking with us, we finna get to the paper So when I'm spitting my venom, I'm demonstrating The way I'm killing 'em with the skill, I'm a lyrical innovator And I'ma rock it forever Better than competitors It's hella (?) (?) Bringing it in front of cerebellum Bringing the chedder, and I'm finna show the population that I rock it better than my predecessors And if anybody in the way, (?) They get a sample of this shit that made that nigger insane, (?dump 'em in game?) And I'm finna come up on 'em (?) And I kill 'em independent just like that nigger insane Try to come against me and you get slammed! Bitches massacres sick on the weapon, and I'm quick to savage what you did! Plus I'm banging bitches like a replay! Flipping the ammo (?) I'm coming out my bed! (?) Spit fast Pistol I'm packing it'll leave 'em dismembered, (?) and I'm steady cracking your wig! Anytime you hear a nigger, 'fix lame' Check the binocular, man i spit spectacular. No way to hell I didn't kill this [Verse 5: Dez] [Verse 6: Criminal R.O] [Verse 7: InterChopper] Georgian part (don't try to do it you'll get tongue tied Lol) Im ub-an-shi da-vi-bad-e sa-dac ma-ga-ria qur-di aq ka-co- ba ma-ga-ri ban-dzi-a mag-ar-ia qur-di Nur-aper-shi nu gesh-le-bat chve-ni vaz-is ubani ubani mag-ari nash-obis dzag-lobis kac-obis da dzmo-bis English part: Nobody whenever they wait I hit'em all over the double and triple cuz all my niggas aren't givin a fukin dub fo rella Wait a muthafucker,I'm too sick for hittin'em with a beast flow,beat'em with venomous verse imma get in and let's go Hit'em and give venom when i get up in'em let my get in im dumbin' Fuck it imma puttin when i muthafuckin' rouse maybe all my bitches are motivated by the feeling ''Some of these niggas are thinkin' that they're gonna findin' me lyrical ghost'' are you ready for the tousle? Somebody thinkin' imma voodoo I may be evil in yo noodle Shoutin' out syllable fella' when imma near,when you feel fear imma be the most incredible killer Makein' the samedi givin the fuckin hump i'm takein' the syllable shakein' and fuckin up Hit'em all up when i feel i'll get up and bull ya hit'em wherever like killa You better belive we come and the fuck'em all hit'em all over the double of tremble Cuz when my noddle is gettin so fuck-ed-up im puttin' in over my venomous diction Choppin' everybody gonna hitch you with a killa'-sylla' get it down feel it out with a muthafuckin' brain Feel imma venomous when I get it in this shit gone in for the Choppin' uncountable syllablle when the doom comin next when imma Pull em up stick'em up hit'em and stack it up hit 'em whenever they like givin' a fuckin' I'll hitch their all aura down to the tremple my niggas' I ''con-front'' us Look that begginer bringin' there some of the gang in it bangin' i'm gettin so fucked up Hell is out omen: I'm down for the choppin' I'll hit em all up fo my song.. That time was I chopping like a muthafucker hit you with a muthafuckin'bullet when I really get insane Im that muthafucker called a PAPUNA comin' to kill'em all they gotta be got off my strike Cuz i'm comin to kill em all creepin to fist em all up with my Flames! [Verse 8: MC Rice] Avec revolushan music je débite sans limite, mon flow vous attire et vous déciment avec mes lyriques, il est maléfique/ il a un pouvoir symbiotique. Pour vous dire qui je suis je débite de plus en plus vite. Entendez-vous ce rire diabolique qui résonne sur ce beat??/ C'est ceux qui ont défié mon débit/ à présent ils sont adepte de la folie/ prenez-garde les amis car j'arrive/ mes lyriques me submergent et je débite/ Ici MC Rice, je tabasse à coup de ligne de basse/ pour diffuser mes punchlines à travers l'espace/ Qui peut me stopper?? Je rappais déjà avant d'être né alors il ne faut pas vous étonner si ma maitrise ressort quand je me mets à rapper/ Je vais vous enseigner l'art de débiter sans médiatiser la banalité, mais avant tout laissez moi accélérer, qui peut me stopper??/ Envie de m'évader/ de laisser mon esprit vagabonder/dans la créativité/ le psychopathique asiatiques que je suis/ débite de plus en plus vite et vous livre de magique lyriques/ vous voulez que je débite sans limite?? Arrêtez de vous astiquer le pubis sur des zik à la Gims et appelez-moi MC/ Le psychopathique asiatique que je suis fais de la gymnastique rimique/ Personne ne peut poser de limite au MC supersonique/ C'est un egotrip pour Monsieur Sprite Beatz/ que j'ai fait sur mesure pour assassiner le beat/ Pour faire plaisir aux jeunes demoiselles encore pucelles/ je vais prendre mon service 3 pièces et le poser sur un violoncelle/ Ce texte est dédicacé/ aux jeunes filles qui ne font que se raser/ les zones à forte pilosité/ pour moi/ la puissance de ton rap/ ne se mesure pas/ à la puissance de tes punchlines/ mais à la taille/ de ton estomac / Tu kiffes quand je biffle le beat que tu me livres/ à la manière d'un guerrier Viking/ alors j'avance/ en avance/ en cadence/ et je chante/ et je danse/ et me balance/ RPZ la france/ Si ma personnalité vous insuffle la peur/ c'est que mes rimes sont plus lourds que les tracteurs/ appelez-moi le DZ Chopper/ bienvenu dans le Undaground Choppers 4!! [Verse 9: Mister Hyde] [Verse 10: D-Spillz] Look, kill it when I get up in it fill em wit da ammunition fully automatic when I bust on da beat/ plenty people talkin bout that life but never really lived it Imma Gangsta ain't afraid to get you touched in these streets/ Betta understand there's levels to this game I give a fuck about this rapping if you acting like a busta you bleed/ even now I'm getting charged writing bars bouts these pussy mothafuckaz betta chill n take a puff of the weed/ but double the speed up n double the heat up you puppets of people that try to keep up when buck n I throw Double C's up/ betta duck n run for cover my company bleed ya, makin plenty moves off in the unveiling hustle to feed us/ who's us? Choppa Clique n they betta gone choose us if they talkin bout the best in the business to group up/ then they know about the signature spotters we moved up, toured the country selling records so why we ain't blew up!? [Verse 11: Mizury] Im definining a mad whitey ta get excited like a riot wit the quiet comin univited and packin Ill shotta rapper down wit a full clip of syllable killin action in tragic; shootin the beat up like a insulin reaction bastids At any instant my tonuge be passive wit no blinkers when passin most these bitch ass mainstream rappers I wildnout harder then what nick cannons about every time my mouth opens spittin cannons at them actors And pullin weight like a tractor; never lookin backwards; i push go and go after gettin what i want on purpose I wanted to make an indintion wit some rhthym while keepin it real and original so i keep pounding on the undergrounds surface Ima fuckin chopper; unlike a lotta the motherfuckers out here just tryin to rap fast And i be kickin it wit team and we gasin it like matches settin a fire to the mattress under hip-hops ass I be livin it independent breakin the bread while leavin the mics dead and killin for funds; killin for fun; ill punch a beat in the cunt what! I get a little mental on the intrustmental when my dental hit syllables gettin critical when i starts speakin in fuckin tongues I'ma little advanced for regular music son wit a elevated level it gettin harder to step my game up And i be bustin a nut when i bust on a beat givin it all of me; knee fuckin deep in that slut sprayin miz babies like its nothin when i nut Choppin it up wit that per fec tion; this profession is killin and my tongue is the weapon Im beastin and feastin on these emcees feelin froggy not jumpin at me from they leap pad at home Ima under ground chopper from the bootheel motherfucker im mizury Kickin wit kings of versatility and delivery in remedies defining real art made it easy [Verse 12: Crucified]