Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Marduk, artist - SA-ROC. Album song Babylon, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.11.2013
Record label: Sol Messiah
Song language: English
Marduk |
Not many men have left my circle and survived |
Sliced them up with a few bars and left their ego circumcised |
Dont act like you surprised «Close your mouth» yeah I said it |
Ask Maya, ask Nikki, ask Sonya where I get it |
I’m your literary nemesis follow you in your sleep |
Annihilate your subconscious before your thoughts become speech |
Before your voice becomes leaked and I am forced to devour you |
Digest you and excrete |
I’m a regular person |
Extraordinary MC |
Who’s deified when she rhymes and immortalized on these beats |
I know that’s why I intimidate |
I know that’s why you cower |
Actin' like you oblivious to my terrible power |
I’ll save you an hour |
I’m dope |
But you can’t capture my flow by repeatin' my album |
I’m reheatin' your microwave rappers pushin' your buttons |
Everytime I do a takeover make matter out your nothin |
I’m the rappin' ayatollah |
Title holder of the highest order |
Full disclosure |
I’m gon' reupholster your entire sofa |
Every time you chill |
You gonna see my grill and get back to focus |
I inspire competition, spark ambition in the hopeless |
You can call me VanZant I’ll fix your life in 40 verses |
Yaaaay! |
Now let me introduce you to the proof that hip hop still exists |
Listen close to the words that I produce from out my lips |
This outer limits, outta order |
Automatic album hit |
Out their mind |
Self proclaimed enigmatic alchemist |
How come it’s so easy for me |
6 years and 9 albums somebody call Yeezy for me |
I’m the G O D son |
Somebody call Jesus for me |
Miracles and holy water |
Lyrically cold your honor |
I’m pleadin' guilty to all counts of murders, the career killer, rhyme slayer, |
character assassinator |
Dare you test me now and find out what I’m capable of later? |
Aren’t you glad I warned you informed you of my destructive nature? |
Y’all jokers AC Slater |
Saved by the bizz-ell |
Saturday mornings 1990s raised mama wizz-ell |
In case y’all can’t tell |
This rap thing is a fetish |
I obsess with every letter till each word is prophetic |
Till each phrase is?? |
slayed to the east wing medic? |
Complete shame via text |
A deep stain on your record |
I’ll keep sayin my piece till I reach fame for my effort |
All I really want is credit for improving your mental reservoir |
Then I take a bow and allow you to reach my level floor |