Suicide

"I'm The Untouchable, never to be took out" "Grab the microphone, and let your words rip" [Hook 2x] "So stepping to me is suicide I couldn't think of a rapper taking mines" "Tip My dialogue" "I'm the untouchable, never to be took out" "Grab the microphone and let your words rip" [Verse 1: YC The Cynic] You never escape I screen print letters to page My lines fine wine I get better with age I carry the game in a carrier case I rap caskets, I be getting carried away I don't bag back when a barrier's made I back break bad acts into various states I attack my tracks in various ways I'll take 'em to town like ? I spit game fit for Ving Rhames Mixed with King Kong, mixed with King James Rap's get harder to match and maintain But each rip I whip ass and take names I paid dues, ready to make change Rhyme spitter, make moves to make lane Hard hitter, odds are there's none iller So, if R's the God, I'm good with Godzilla [Hook 2x] [Verse 2: Homeboy Sandman] Stepping to me is suicide in a sense That your old life will be ended And your new life will commence Know YC's a cadet, you could bet It's only correct, we connect Kid is next Quiet is as kept Stepping to me isn't so much as a suicide It's more like a scuba dive Deep shhhhhhh Kids might be listening They've had more than enough corruptive conditioning Without me contributing Far as imagery, it's in my genes to be riveting Just there is rivets in my jeans And within 'em is keys that be jingling Holding my ding-a-ling I roam dimensions combating dementia My arm's for denizens, my arm is valencia They called nascent sense My momma's placenta The general consensus I'm nothing to censor Muah [Hook 2x] [Midtro] "It's suicide" "It's suicide if you..." "Grab the microphone..." [Verse 3: Niles] The Poetic Justice Janet is my queen And I am the King of the Rhythm Nation I've been repping this since Genesis Like Ninja Gaiden The Black Star, Atlantis, I've traveled that far Snatching mad broads from Egypt to Madagascar Outer Space is my pool hall Me and Zeus we play pool with the planets With the Moon as the cue ball My words are so explosive with timing That I send some message in a bottle To you to blow up your island The master's in from the past has risen I'm like an Aztec living slash mathematician Jazz musician I'm not them, I write the Messiah's diary Judas is fueling the blue fire inside of me Your arrogance will have you in the air against The Delta plane propeller Looking like Alfredo asparagus My level you never seen And if Satan's your Siamese I'll separate ya Sayonara, Guillotine! [Hook 3x] [Outro] "It's suicide" "It's suicide" "It's suicide if you even..." "Tip my dialogue" "It's suicide" "Never to be took out" "It's suicide" "Grab the microphone and let your words rip"