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Backdraft


BACKDRAFT! We ain't tryin to make you cats laugh

So talk that, we stack cash (BLAST) how long will rap last

if it only had corny MC's

Arsonists settin fires three-sixty degrees, BACKDRAFT!



Who wanna start a trend, when it shouldn't even be a trend

to be reckoned with, I think too many MC's are forgettin

I gather your whole crew, pull your pupils out your nostrils

Bad, raise my staff like witchcraft, takin em out for talkin back



BACKDRAFT! My arch enemies I'm fire fightin

So if you think of takin us out

your lucky ? expire you may retire

MC's get passed out like flyers, more dope rhymes than

Scarface got coke lines

You couldn't jerk me if you soaked mine



You get broke nine, in ten different ways, start at your armpiece

Then we continue

Plus I won't stop til your whole frame is deceased



Aiyyo man all your firestations cause these rappers burn through molecules

It's possible rockin you from your pores to your follicles

Droppin true skills (WORLDWIDE)

We rip it unrestricted, my ends terrific

Label this here, a pyroglyphic



Got you addicted now you wanna get (high) but you ain't takin flight

And since you're out, sleepin, sweet dreams, cause we be breakin night

Creatin tight songs

One style, is never necessary

I'm magnificent, better word, would be extrodinary



We toured through every fort and many thought we couldn't motivate



So hold your weight, ain't nuttin personal, it's just your flow we hate



Four-five, ? off, like inferanl

Damn it's he that makes the minimals that's now bein depleted

How you sounded is repeated, witcha ? rap that flows to see the

rhymin as the planet soul of providence..



So what so MC's know that I go nuts cause I bring hernia pain

Female MC's always treat me like a vericose vein

Cause they don't want it

Plain and simple I break it down like enzymes

and still got lyrical microbiologists decodin my rhymes

DNA structure



Flucuate, great dictation with them

cross and fadin's and them Krylon illustrations

We'll head out, it's amazin what be comin out the projects

like suburban families, cleanin out they hallway closets



Deposit right into sockets of wannabe model prophets

And I curse if you don't jock it, I'm stop you doo doo poppin

You floppin you coppin please, ease up to be the sharpest

Got you suckers on deez, external my ? is slobbin



BACKDRAFT! Burning all those, who wannabe copycatters

That's right

Trying to score runs on a slam, but they sloppy batters

Your rhyme bein chopped ? when you're surrounded by lyricists

I keep my flow difficult, so they're puzzled, when they be hearin this



I rock it now, so reminisce later, check your data then skate a

search around the world like the equator

So get your BluBlocker my knocka, the sun is here to shine

Swingin a Bat-man, and Rob-in those that are fine



BACKDRAFT! Engine engine number seventeen

Mic the gasoline to pass the team and lead us to the finish line

On a domination tip, cause you tried livin mine

Give it time



When you get sprayed with muderous rhymes

I burn the world

Like rims on cars, rooftoppin with Tupac

My havoc jam traffic leavin thoughts gridlocked, for two blocks

For twenty-two blocks, stomp a mile in those shoes

I step in walkin on lava, and STILL runnin through crews



Bashin crews and fools

Get summoned to hear my sermon

Servin love slaves, til the mind blur flutter flows, the giz be squirtin

merchants with the force of my mathematics advatange

Too drastic, it's flowin enormous like the ?



BACKDRAFT! MC's try to mess with deez

Talk they yack around my farm and shakin up my trees

Human please, I sneeze on your props and cheese

It's the dirty rat's trap with raps that ease



Pussycats leave!

With coordination like masturbation

Givin birth to styles and flows, with artificial insemination

Crew penetration, I make you climax

You see me, comin in 3-D, like you in Imax



Now this be rated PG, for Perfect Grammar I be sentencin

Street speakin, incredible heat-seakin

Disintegratin rap groups in high priced attired (AHH)

Extinguisher, fireman now puttin out the fire

We takes it higher



BACKDRAFT!



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