Lyrics Mindbenderz - Nick Wiz

Mindbenderz

From out
The fiery pit, the darkest hell, come to dwell and excel
My vocal props as the verb chops my voice-box
The unorthodox style stays great
Shake the whole world and make the shit disintegrate
From plate-to-plate, you wait while I contaminate the beat-breaks played
Stays clouded, overpowered by the mystic haze
Days and nights or whatever be th time
When I rhyme, I mak another galaxy of stars shine
The gatekeeper throw the mic in a sleeper, creep deep
Heat the grammar, beat a track with a sledgehammer
Fate take aim, the brain over matter is
Maintained, the flyest rhyme status always
Amazed by how the vocal displayed stay the shit
While the close can roll their notes until it’s ripped.
After that, I quit
So lay the cuts as the mustard slides deep underneath
‘Cause the ruckus style freaks, causing microphone decay
Every day, all day
Bounce around the way, looking for
Some mics to decay over fat tracks we lay.
Yeah!
Stay fly like hang-gliders ‘cause we
Represent from the uptown streets to the downtown alleys
We live the mind-bending
Statutes, strictly stuck on, I catch you in a rage
Beat my rhyme against the page.
It’s easily set
Like, «Say, nobody shits like Mister Fit»
Liquid-type wit, unusual politics.
Believe I spits
The venom blinding.
You cats is sidewinding
I’m fly, finding lyrical binds to put my mind in
Stay uncanny.
Emcees can’t stand me, try to ban me
Brought my crew up to Miami.
At every jam, we
Get nice like Glen Rice with mic devices
Penalize the sheistness, take the cake, not the slices
I’ll burn hot, my tongue’s got flames, beat the game
Recognize me by the local-winning name.
Leaving shit stains
Up in the brains with standard apex material
Milky like your favorite bowl of cereal.
I’m hearing, «Yo
There he go.»
Saddles Blaze like Mel Brooks
Emcees shook, hooked off the recipes in my cookbook
Every day, all day
Bounce around the way, looking for
Some mics to decay over fat tracks we lay.
Yeah!
Stay fly like hang-gliders ‘cause we
Represent from the uptown streets to the downtown alleys
«Just another day» — Sample from Queen Latifah — «Just Another Day…» (x3)
«Just another day around the way, hey» — Sample from Queen Latifah — «Just
Another Day…»
So as
The plot thicks, I’m willing, serving hot shots of penicillin
Leaving cerebral tissues spilling, filling in
An empty space, I’ll lace a track, and lye lights with ease (Breeze like this)
Breeze like this and then persist to twist the cannabis
Amongst me, fly rhyme junkies swing like monkeys and exist
To bounce, to vibe across the country.
I simply slides
The slickest vocal pitch men ever seen, the vetereen beams
To blow your scheme, so you know I reign supreme
Giving your teams whiplashes quick-fast, I’m whipping asses
Mister Fit come to shit upon the masses, box a whole ring
Like Cassius, spin the world on its axis, max
Melting over wax like polar caps.
Frightening fact is
You can’t match me rhyme-wise, my shit is tight, and I’m
Ridiculously nice on the mic.
Y’all niggas get it right
So lay the cuts as the mustard slides deep underneath
‘Cause the ruckus style freaks, causing microphone decay
Every day, all day
Bounce around the way, looking for
Some mics to decay over fat tracks we lay.
Yeah!
Stay fly like hang-gliders ‘cause we
Represent from the uptown streets to the downtown alleys