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"Lyrically Exposed (Part One)" lyrics |
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[Logik]
Yeah, yeah, huh
Yeah, yeah Logik, O.D. representative
Obscure Disorder, Lyrically Exposed
What?
Let me grab the tools and drop jewels like a knocked out gold tooth
Never theoretics, I'm spitting out proof
Of obscure clicks coming through all of these masses
Bouncing off the air waves, call me radioactive
My actions, penetrate minds like psychotherapists
I freak my syllables, then I'm psycho the rapist
Take this because I strip your memory banks like amnesia
I make this shit go off, call me milk of magnesia
I stand like the mic and remain on the scene
I bust like masturbation, dehydrate all your wet dreams
Of freaking the funk, and any of your BS thought
Like a mini-series, I sent that ass back into parts (and hearts)
MCs are getting shattered like lenses
Your ends is spent, decode the benz
Now Duke where your friends at
Black you caught up like LL is getting hot
Fuck the player status, you keep falling like mug shot
[CHORUS]
[Notorious B.I.G.] "Lyrically I'm supposed to represent"
[Science]
Ayo, Science
Why don't you verbalize kid
Lyrically exposed, disclosed, there wasn't ghost(?) in my genetics
Live wire aesthics, I'm licking shots like diabetics
I enter systems, you could disturb this like an embryo
'Til water broke, A-Trak provides the cuts like ambilical
HA! More flows than sweat pores
Even before the premature score, your entire produciton's put off like
menopause
Your demo's paused, I enter the mix like an ingredient
Posionous, if convient, anonymous remains the culprit
Obscure the associates, opponents show their component status
But until they attack us, I withhold my fluids like cactuses
Sicker than mononucleosis, who be the host of this
On a case like evidence, mic's heated to solar Celsius
Your sentences, repetitive like redial
Best keep secretative, Dave One produces more live shit than laxatives
Hyper clappers put in more sedative, they activate predictable
Rappers are like we bought a radio, steroeotypical
POW!
[CHORUS]
[Eclipse]
Bust this, my state of mind is steadily folding like paper
Roots out on blind dates, seek her digits
To find out it's unlisted, Eclipse's scriptures
Never wonder, enter for the facts of the fiction because it's a fixture
Seperate fake niggas because we contracting like seizure
Now take a hit, inhale the cess to refuel my system
My third eye opens, spotting my people like dalmations
On anyone nigga, hit one field running formation
To strip you naked of your fronting
Committing sins of fornication
See you stuck in a door,
thoughts imprisioned like nuts inside your scrotum
You're 'bout to pay copyright for all the styles you have borrowed
Recite these hymns while we just cry on your sorrow
Gets blasted like space devices, I'm twice as nice kids
While your heart felt words that be shit like stock markets
Manufacturing offerings of bona fide bullshit
Be like when a needle skips
[CHORUS]
[Science]
Here comes disorder
[All 3 MCs recite their verse simutaneously]
[All 3 MCs]
Now ask yourself who's top billing with the villians
Crossing niggas out like crucifix, the mix makes the killing
Report weaponry from the aresenal
Will lead to evolutionary skills while your thoughts are still primal
[CHORUS]
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