Search results for 'styles of madness by naptron' Page #3

Not my style
Always say she tryna link but Never touch a dial

There's a method to my madness
Don't ever doubt me
Throwing shade on the low
But you

The jaw dropping, eyes staring
As the hand of fate touches down, snout raised
Bones exposed by the glare, the gaze
Through dusk and through skin

(You need an atlas)
I take my old style and make it do a backflip (And do a backflip)
I got some strange ways of dealing with the madness (With

on sight, put the laser to your fitting
When I play it, don't witness them, they get bodied by the fittest

Grizzly with the hands, I try to have me a minute

draw the blinds and blow your mind away
And there's a sadness in your style
And there's a madness in your smile

like Eywa
Change my style, metaplasia
Bitch I am not your savior
This a full scale invasion
I'm your Annihilation

Yuh, lil bitch it's Friday 13th
I love

Ayo iso pass me that lighter right there homie
I'm smoking on tree cause I hate being sober
I inhaled the odor
As time passes by I finally realize

tells you what i'm all about
Create with the colors that you got now
Customize everything to my style
The way you live is the way you live
The way you

That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by

of madness in his eyes.  
  
Many men are fooled by his smile  
His superficial grace his charm his style  
Sardonicus is everybody's friend  
Sardonicus

on the radio
Really what time
I was thinking
1982
Hit it
Our crew so fly were covered by air traffic control
We rock the house to the early morn

Yeah Gage whats

back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't

Party and Bullshit

Tech N9ne

Sickology 101

2009

niggas finna crush it
Max out on swagga, not your ordinary rapper
But I do my thing extra, like no ordinary madness (Gotya)
Keep that smooth movement so

the ones who hold me down
Climb my way back up from the sadness
It chills me to the bone   How can I support myself
Dancing on the edge of this madness

to the prison that we’re locked in for dreaming, even
our pursuit of this happiness, inbred
say fuck feelings, when I can take a tacky test instead in style

girl, they say our love is blind
You feel for my madness and chaotic ways
Our dance of danger it forever plays
In love with her vibe, it got me amazed
I

flow
Venomous arsenal in my mind, all under my control
I take the time to perfect my rhymes that is how I'm surviving
In this world of madness, mental

evergreens
An ancient style of violence that penetrates your dreams
Fear rolls past, fear moves fast

Open, possession

Into a madness, lines carved into

getting caught up in style 
Eventually I lose my young mind 
So yeah Fuck that 

This ain't no game 
These players ain't no fun 
Taking down your enemy by

Sorry, what you don’t understand, shh

When I drive fast, I feel alive
Madness on the dance floor, that's my style
Money matters to me, that's why I

Go Ahead Den

Kardinal Offishall

Quest for Fire: Firestarter, Vol. 1

2001

Entertaining A&R's too deaf to hear the sound
You a has-been rapper, talking 'bout your style's nice
Saying I'm independent now, looking for a new life
A weak

Mantis

RZA

RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo

1998

insurance 

Not your everyday occurrence 

My rhyme torments MC's with the fear of God 

You'll be cursed like Farad, and struck by the iron rod

filthy that the crowd starts drowning
By the sound of my harmonics, casting spell with melodics
So constructive, my words enter the conscious
Pounded

no oxygen 
I'm drowning in I'm drowning in it
Drowning in it 

Verse 1 (Bari Lutalo)
Allured by this girl with a beautiful smile, unusual style, locks