Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In The End, artist - MF Grimm. Date of issue: 06.06.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
In The End |
| Rappers that entered the battle, but, in |
| The end, they just… |
| «Broke the hell out» — Slick Rick on Doug E. Fresh & The Get Fresh Crew ft. |
| Slick Rick — «La Di Da Di» |
| My rap lines immobilize wise guys, pressure’s |
| Applied on every rhyme, evil thoughts unwind. |
| See, my |
| Data scatters, removing these rappers that chitter-chatter |
| Verbs shatter your matter, flow is painful to an amateur |
| Mr. Spectacular bubbling like lavender |
| Doing numbers to characters and tossing ‘em to scavengers |
| I got what it takes ‘cause I devour rappers properly |
| Mentality’s deep, so why pursue and try to copy me? |
| ‘Cause their rhymes are flatlined. |
| Flow is a threat to all |
| Mankind. |
| Follow my scent just like a canine |
| The fragrance you embrace is laced with a raw taste |
| Manhattan my birthplace, I’ll work at a smooth pace |
| Representing criminals mixing minerals |
| Arsenal invincible, buying emeralds |
| Touch untouchable, Klingon cloak invisible |
| Galaxy to galaxy, slay extraterrestrials |
| Revolution equal change, spiritual industrial |
| It would be cool if we could live like the Huxtables |
| Break pain down all the way to the decimal |
| Not testable, get beat to death with words I decibel |
| Words congressional, it’s professional. |
| Devour |
| Me? |
| Some try, die thinking I’m digestible |
| But cyanide is not digestible. |
| Little |
| Kid, drink your milk and eat your vegetables |
| Stop storytelling like Aaron Spelling |
| Fronting like villains, accumulating millions |
| Lies of the century, they take off |
| Then leave the planet, burn to ashes on reentry |
| When, in reality |
| Niggas never should have… |
| «Broke the hell out» — Slick Rick on Doug E. Fresh & The Get Fresh Crew ft. |
| Slick Rick — «La Di Da Di» |
| Rappers that entered the battle, but, in |
| The end, they just… |
| «Broke the hell out» — Slick Rick on Doug E. Fresh & The Get Fresh Crew ft. |
| Slick Rick — «La Di Da Di» |
| I’m blowing out your eardrums like afros and then some |
| Inferior to no one, respected like a shogun |
| Analyze my verse that I’ve designed between the lines and I’m |
| Sure you’ll find the thoughts that I’ve gathered are genuine |
| I’m top choice, my flow’s moist—never could I be dry |
| I show enough supply to blow the whole sea sky-high |
| Like Oklahoma, straight-up, kiddo, as if I’m sober |
| Control you like a Hindu with the flow, possessing cobras, see? |
| I’ll make my picture clear, vivid, and graphic |
| These rhymes that I’ve crafted leave timid rappers plastered |
| The microphone specialist explosive like a terrorist |
| If my rhymes are garments, then you’ll all be wearing this |
| We’re scuffing |
| Brains like sneakers, vocals shake speakers |
| Eyes dilate, hearts vibrate like beepers |
| In the studio, Big Yves, Grimm Reaper |
| Show Mad Flows, then go a little deeper |
| Periodically, idiotically, niggas rise |
| Gigantically, gasp frantically, sink |
| Titantically, funny dudes or antics, B |
| Of a rapper fronting. |
| Family plots, Melendez |
| Hunt after me savagely with one incentive |
| Energy be all comprehension, brought back, walking mentally |
| Brain shield, nigga, forcefield, no one enters me |
| The Fourth Dimension is the entity |
| Activate the sixth sense and just follow me |
| Where success is truly in the mind, vibrations from |
| The brain and the heart, they intertwine |
| Jay Black push buttons from afar |
| Scrub my brain with Armor All and shine like a star |
| Memories and scars, mad jewels and cars |
| Be up to par stepping to the Monsta Island Czars |
| Nigga |
| «Broke the hell out» — Slick Rick on Doug E. Fresh & The Get Fresh Crew ft. |
| Slick Rick — «La Di Da Di» |
| Rappers that entered the battle, but, in |
| The end, they just… |
| «Broke the hell out» — Slick Rick on Doug E. Fresh & The Get Fresh Crew ft. |
| Slick Rick — «La Di Da Di» |
| «Broke the hell out» — Slick Rick on Doug E. Fresh & The Get Fresh Crew ft. |
| Slick Rick — «La Di Da Di» (x8) |