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[Virtuoso]Yo, I be attestin' bad you soon discover I'm the best aroundVirtuoso omnipotent medulla rule the extra crowdsStep in battles weapon-rals give ya chest a pound'til ya breast is ground meatPharaohs Army sound fleetSnatch ahold of half ya soul make, casseroleCrack a pole on ya back and roll you in the blackest holeThe winter brewed, enter nude Amazonian jungle warfareSilver back guerilla I'm covered in more hairthan four chairs in a barber shopVocals hard as rocks and the beat's on smashMake ya veto, jigga weak foeCause my machete unique flow fuckin' beat yo assI got the key to sense or hear a deer sharp as foxSound as when carver chop, galaxies and stars'll dropYou know Virt, run with ogres who throw dirtStomp ya ass 'til ya bones squirt like yogurt[T-Ruckus]Aiyyo rush extreme pervert, I'm undercover covertYou need to put in work, and get ya games out my faceLet the flames in the place, you fuckin' wid Ruck's a fatal moveYou stand in disgrace yo my brain's in outerspaceTaste the toxic, improved reflexes like shadowboxin'Sternum crack, extreme force applied to ya backSongtextePick ya torture that's the rackI'll scortch ya with the liftAnd word style I clash like, (woof) with full clipsGuerilla war I killed ya coreAtilla the Hun don't want noneI rap shit, into the floorsSpittin' shots through ya door, and kick that bitch downFrom the bowel, where Ruck throws the mic to the groundIn discussin' Ruck you trust, word to usYou spittin' the shit we flush time to bustAnd crack the earth's crust with one thrustNasty as shit, toxic the hazardous, analyst[Hook]"I got it locked from the 2-1 pound to beantown"From Philly to Boston we tossin' cats to the ground"Then some clown jumps up to get beatdown"Virtuoso, T-Ruckus, Jedi Mind for the crown"I got it locked from the 2-1 pound to beantown"We cats that speak growls to blast ya weak sound"Then some clown jumps up to get beatdown"Big Virt, Ruckus, Jedi bring the beatdown[Vinnie Paz a.k.a Ikon]Prepare for the blitzkrieg, ya wrist bleed into six seasYa veinless, my stainless will split treesThe fist need to smash through the brainSoul of the chauvanist cast into the flameYou'll come to learn that my flesh is unslashableYou damn coward ya man power is laughable ya chest blastableThe chaplain'll smash you in the adam's applefor not doin' what's asked of youThat's the last of you, I'm a sick bastardI spit gases and split rappers wid pick axesFrom Illadelph Shambala to Los AngelesRappers are mummified from the number of bandages that I inflictedWith guillotine swiftnessWe mean vicious and fiends can get they spleen shifted[Jus Allah a.k.a Megatron]Jus Allah and Vinnie Paz, leave ya flags raised at half mastLet the fuck off wid less crimes than fuckin' catsThe wrath, leavin' you outside and jackedThen we drop more shells than pregnant crabsThe glock make motherfuckas bow down in hellYou opened immediate, like priority mailThat's my dog and I clean up after his tailSo the evidence can't pin the god in jailLeavin' you peeled, buried in an underground cellWhile your family still hopin' you alive and wellCall the Reaper, tell him I got, lives for saleI'm paid for each motherfucka supplied to hellI can tell y'all can provide work for meMotherfucka like Hercules first friday MercuryVirtuoso pass the bluntAnd let Megatron smoke these trees down to skunks[Hook x2] Aus Songtexte Mania