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-The Party don’t start ‘til Rime Fytahs walk in, stomp in, grab the microphone and start rockin’, locked in, read from the Hiphop doctrine, to I-Pods from your walk-men we mobin’, fully automatic, reaking havoc, we slay crews and spray fools with my verbal M-16A2s, stay true, rock more track than Preludes, break through with rhyme skill doper than Quaaludes, my brain juice is the venom fully loaded weapon shred ‘em, get ‘em, thread ‘em, and behead ‘em, let ‘em know we ever flow, and ain’t theoretical nor’s it merely chemical, it’s kinetical, identical to none, tongue spit verbal conundrums over 50 ton drums, lungs tear shit, 165 pounds per square inch, verbal terrorists with spare clips, break mics with bare fists, derelicts get larynx removed, we cruise like air ships, software chips can’t boot the information infused, you’ll lose microphone status trying to fuck with the madness….
Hook
The party don’t start ‘til Rime Fytahs walk in, stomp in, grab the microphone and start rockin’…
…droppin’ suckas to the floor when we go to war, lyrical orator, hardcore extremist, when it comes to Hiphop we rip shop to Venus, and off to a different origin, my lyrics hit the cords and the spirit lets the force in to hit the central organs when my shit’s recordin’, absorbin’ energy, negative, positive, waves, orbs, entities, there is no end to me, serve beats with the clever speech, stay forever steep, my brainstorm weather reach the other side of the planet, serve the microphone single handed, abandon ship, man your life boats, I’ll leave you mics broke with high volts of lightning bolts strait to your receiver, out the cord to your speaker, everyday feature, beatcha’ at _____ beats per minute, when I hit it get Hiphoppen, when I’m rockin’, talkin’ into the voice amplifier, I’ll extinguish your raps of fire, underground track supplier, pacifier baby MCs with the latest of stees, disable your teams when the D.J. turn the table 180 degrees…
Hook
The party don’t start ‘til Rime Fytahs walk in, stomp in, grab the microphone and start rockin’…