Lyrics:
right for some
So come one, come all (hey) big or small
Cause I'm guaranteed to rock y'all out of your drawers
Biting MC's always get lockjaw
proceed to bust a buster
'cause I trust the finer design in the mind of the rhyme
Just about impossible to find
What a disgrace to the race of wack mc's
I
MC's approach me hungry, I proceed to feed em anal snacks
Walkin around town with a sign that says 'The Brain is back'
My brain is packed with
about to begin
Young ladies, let me know am I doin okay?
Am I sharp and on point to rock ya this way?
MC Delite and I'm a mean rappin bomber
"Is everybody ready? All right, here we go"
Allow me to begin, once again my friend
Yo, it's Ace in Action, here to send
Any and all MC's into
to the noble unbeatable length of hair that I bare
so bare witness I'm physically fittin' this
a desease so MC's please take a techna shot
you got what I give I
a cell 'cause I can conquer boy
I break MCs like a Tonka Toy
Smooth suave savage yet debonair
Come in the party yeah I see you stop and stare
To hear
Our mission is to boldly go, where no MC, or group
Has ever gone before, ever! Ever!
(What the hell is this shit?) Binary system
(What the hell is
Abstract lyrics
(With the mic in my hand I mutilate MC's)
(Label me as the mic manipulator)
Well I'm a rhyme regulator, mic manipulator
a hallucinogen
(Are you hot, Lord?) I heat it up like halogen
Burn MC's, their children, and their children's children
Reverse polarity and make your girl's hell
conjunctions
I display new ways of mc destruction
'cause ain't nothin' better than the shit I got
makin' niggas jump off the roof and roof-tops
I put the hip in
a two-year pause
Now that I'm back on the set my foes drop like hoe's drawers
in a brothel, only dealin' with what's logical
Applied science left MC's
Ain't nothin worse than a wack mc
Unfortunately that's all that surrounds me
So I come to crush the un - stable structure
It's the return
the bottle, jungle captive
Where MC's got little cocks on teeth with fillings out like magnets
Caught up in the dragnet, tri-felon
Shoula packed a plastic
to hold it in
I really hope you feel it, check it out
droppin the topic and me apocaplypse
hip hop metroplis we stalkin mcs
don't stop this marvelous
on a rhyme test
Whatever group or vest in line
I put 'em all behind
Play MC Ultra as a warning sign of my
Skill, and what my mind deserves
I smell
'Cause they know I'm rockin' the beat (uh)
I know you heard about a lot of great MC's
But they ain't got nothin' on me
Because I'm five foot two, I
long, don't think too wrong
When it come to this, yo, you lovin' our song
Now, we can go strong, look at the palm
Trees and feel breeze, MC's
This is
I can't leave it like that
M-C
F-A-B (nice)
H-B, money, this, that, the other
Don't mean nothing other than
Jets on holidays and
Chefs with
So I'm not playing no more
I hold the torch with flames
I've lost and gained at the same time
MC's biting and swagger jacking still
Commit the same
to go from era
To era, from city to city, mC to MC
And kickin’ it off, I’ve gotta do it this way
My OG, your OG, Eazy-E from
The city of Compton, 1988,
I'm the MC with the nasty mouth
Dem feel like is pure slackness alone I can talk about
I know me Roots and Culture
Who is the route Robert Nesta?
I can't leave it like that
M-C
F-A-B (nice)
H-B, money, this, that, the other
Don't mean nothing other than
Jets on holidays and
Chefs with
Phife Dawg puttin' the bite back in yours
Top dog, puttin' it up, flick his balls
MC from now til I get a frown
Shake that ass girl because you world
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