Lyrics:
the cybernetic cascade
Blade Runner walks, with shadows by his side,
In the neon city, where illusions hide
Verse 3
Through the smog and haze, he tracks his prey,
close to you right now, it's a force field.
I wear my heart upon my sleeve, like a big deal.
Your love pours down on me surround me like a waterfall.
til it scratched then I stole a cassette to re-tape it
That was over two decades ago
Thirty-three a nigga still trying to be the goat
These days I been
said "Enough of that humble rap"
Now every single you drop I'ma double that
Jigga-jigga Joe cut the record down to
My sound surround you like racism, you
of course
I'm open the doors, cause you pushed me to force
Love is a sport, the ball's in my court
I won't let you down anymore
dangerous on this one track
Ego up, ego up, ego up, ego up
Ego up, ego up, ego up
My ego up
Ego up, ego up, ego up, ego up
Ego up, ego up, ego up
My ego up
If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu Tang could be dangerous (yeah, yeah)
Do you think your Wu Tang sword can defeat me? (Ayo, ayo)
Ayo,
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
Ooh, matched up with Blue for this track number two
Sitting on the biggest remix of thise year, yep
You can't stop me with my foot in the door
Why are
Cadillac doors
Who choosin' hoes, you losin' hoes, you niggaz loose witcha hoes
You motherfucker y'all ain't used to no hoes
Niggaz want to lojack, track
niggas, now, playa what it be like?
When will niggas see they got us bleedin' with three strikes
Can't seem to focus hopeless, with violent thoughts I
as a pair down this right hand side. Good cross by Sancho; no one there to meet, and calmly collected by Patricio.
COMMENTATOR 2:
Theyre having some joy
Cadillac doors
Who choosin' hoes, you losin' hoes, you niggaz loose witcha hoes
You motherfucker y'all ain't used to no hoes
Niggaz want to lojack, track
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
your iPod player
Running in circles on these tracks
Only to roll in a cage and
You crashed like a NASCAR racer
I'm a gargantuan Hall Of Famer
On stage
never see in the basic
Surround 'em all, Eric or Gregory, but they faces
And every book, record, or CD, even made the MP3s laced with (blood)
Brother
ease, the end is here at last
Jet real fast with your tail between yo ass
(The more dangerous)
My rap begins by collision, Trigga mention
The flow
Nas on these songs, I Puff, they hate me
Hurricane Game, Katrina'd the AP
Top-down, the AC with X and AZ
Ruff Rydin', you can see this Draco in HD
basketball
In the backyard on a forty by sixty-three foot long sports court (what?)
Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo (ha)
Slangin' yayo (slangin'
we're dangerous
Rule things worldwide
I'm too rude!!!
Six in the morning
Po-po at they door
But they ain't gone get them
'Cause they got a window
to this shit, I wrote me a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
Your game on track, not your wig pushed back
Rule nombre uno, never let no chick
a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
Your game on track, not your wig pushed back
Rule nombre uno: Never let no chick know
What you and your man do
Fuck the game
Fuck the industry
We coming for everything
They’ll never finish me
I remember back when
I was getting cash
And making stacks
By
The murder game down
You a bitch nigga should've
Stayed on the porch got up in the game and
Don't even know the sport
Ride for yo nigga thats how the game go
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