| If Hip-Hop was a bid, kid I’d be a lifer
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| No jokin', bloodshot eyes in the cipher
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| My third eye’s always scopin'
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| To leave a head wide the fuck open
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| Like a sniper armed with ballistics, sub-control thoughts
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| Simplistic flows, cerebral assaults
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| Weak MCs get me pissed like a urinal
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| One slept, stepped straight into his funeral
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| Put this flat-line fake rhyme
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| Too disgracing with my mind
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| Point blank up to his face
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| Gotta start tracing into a
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| New round, a journey to the other side
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| With me at the helm, he couldn’t burn me
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| The results of the autopsy
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| Caught by verbal lead he couldn’t lyrically stop me
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| Tight flows made MCs schizo, phrenic
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| Your * cisco’s? |
| * caught in this rap epidemic
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| Cause I wet it, sucka MCs will regret it
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| You’re ready for the homicide through your mind
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| You gonna die, you gonna die, gonna die
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| Time to kick the lyrical analysis
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| I’m tappin' on your spinal cord until I reach paralysis
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| Now just sit still, this won’t hurt a * taste? |
| *
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| Fuck the physical I lay your mind to waste
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| Rhyme like an anaesthetic breathe deep into your nose
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| Feel the pleasure move, now watch your eyes start to close
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| Intellect injected on the track like a vein
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| Trailin' up the arteries I’m comin' for your brain
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| Skull division, the incision rips the cerebellum
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| Brain membrane starts to burst cause I swell 'em
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| I make your skill come back from the gravel I unravel
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| As words, penetrate fucking up your mental state
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| More anaesthesia, your body catches amnesia
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| Lost control of how to eat, shit, piss and breathe
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| Ah his heart beat quickens, seconds keep tickin'
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| Time eternally I keep that asshole shittin' from the words
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| Projected out in cryptic it’s the mystic
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| Was it really suicide, insanity was inflicted
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| I’m on a homicide ride through your mind
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| I focus on your eye’s eruption, they shatter
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| And pieces scatter on the pavement
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| Insane bloody thoughts gush from your conscience
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| As I launch this attack through your eye cracks
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| My structure turns to a blood cell yeah
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| Other cells ignite to make your diaphragm yell
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| Speaking in tongues like a demon, while I’m schemin'
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| How to turn this homicide of your mind to a suicide
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| It’s do or die, I’m a goner
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| Got me trapped into a corner of your mind
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| Bending like vision, multiplying
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| Now I’m a hundred deep in your head
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| And your brain cells are crying
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| Blood pressure’s rising, from confusion
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| It’s your mind you’re losing, now
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| I hold your thoughts hostage, with my intrusion
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| Jumped off your instincts, then go make a purchase
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| I convinced yourself to take his life, it’s worthless
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| Ropes, chains, anti-freeze and the forty four
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| Flex still I relax there’s ain’t no pressure, no more
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| Wait, who’s that, a second thought try to catch wreck
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| He didn’t know I had all your reflexes by the neck |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Homicide Ride, artist - Channel Live. Album song Station Identification, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп