Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Proceed With Caution, artist - Benefit
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Proceed With Caution |
Professional, uppen the decibel a decimal above |
Extraterrestrial audible vessels |
For blood audible missiles and vocal dismissals |
Like pistols tearing through MC’s skeletal gristles |
Beneficial, Ripping in the kids brain tissues |
Leaving them a bit retarded with personal issues |
Personal miss-use, of my tracks is tested deadly |
Infested steady when my tracks are pressed and ready |
To floods the brain like cocaine ingested heavy |
And less than every, bit of protection when testing benny |
I’ve battled plenty, and everyone is rattle empty |
Without a skeleton to hold 'em up they had to temp me And then correctly, spitting at me like a Jetski |
Go ahead and press me, bones crunch like nestle |
Arrest me, Sentence me and lock me away |
So the streets can be safe for emcee’s to play |
By the way, when i spit don’t get hit by a stray |
Cause every random word i say can shatter your vertebrae |
Every verb I spray is a mist called Herb-away |
Word play, that will keep emcee’s on the curb all |
In a verbal way, I get violent and kill quick |
To define me kids make up words like Ill-Sick |
Whose a relic, wack emcee’s heads are real thick |
So the target is big, my metaphors will stick |
Unnecessary emotion |
So logical |
Proceed with caution |
Unnecessary emotion |
So unemotional |
Proceed with caution |
It will be painful |
So logical |
Proceed with caution |
It will be painful |
So unemotional |
Proceed with caution |
Behold Benefit, the old and degenerate |
are healed by the power of his subject and predicate |
The Pro-ject deliver it, whole of the rhetoric |
Emcee’s will fall like the soul of confederates |
To all who consider it apologies follow these |
Battle anthologies, emcee’s say please |
And possibly I’ll display generosity |
And watch thee velocity, when I’m spitting this atrocity |
But probably not, and the robberies hot |
When kids steal my rhymes and ignite on spot |
If you bite on top, from being wack and dropped |
Call it I Bit Benefit and Made Pop |
And you get a hit, but being illiterate |
Ignorant, and coming out ill legitament |
My wrath will reach havoc on your family |
Gradually, everyone will die through a homicidal tragedy |
Bone and vital legacy, prophecy place me President of emcee’s genocide agency |
Feeling me is like feeling a flame in hell |
Casting a demon spell, so emcee’s a dreaming well |
And thinking they’re real, knocked out on night Nightquil |
In a dream land where they sick and real type ill |
But lovely dreams soon come to a night mare |
When they battle Benefit and they die right there |
But it will try |