MC Virtuoso

Orion's Belt
[Esoteric]Dangerous lyricist, indigenous accentMy raps meant ya down fallI surround y'all that sound smallIn comparison to the magnimous, analystParanormal panelist be plannin' this non-stopMass mutilation when bombs dropThe coppers stop the onslaught, not by a longshotMy razor blade, kicks the raps like ace of spadesRaise the flav' slay brigadesAnd while you place your raidsI space invade the pagan's ageStealin' your belongingsThrow you off the rooftopsand bounce you off the awningsOrion's belt, shameless Ryan supplyin' giant wealthNow try and help the situationMy science spell decapitationThat's how I break ya concentrationThrough a brain abrasionAll around my protocol's devoted to demotin' y'allI noticed on ya promoYou ain't seein' Esoteric Lif or VirtuosoOff the head or written, freestyle or premeditatedAny way you put it sucka duck you gettin' devastatedBy the constellation, rotatin' space stationSongtexteThat's fully operational and capable of facin' you[scratching] "Mr. Lif"[Mr. Lif]Freed from the days when they had me workin' the fieldsThrow up the shields block out all the negativityTryna stop the force my mind yieldsStart harmin' em with a homonymDamage him with an antonym and a hymnFor niggaz that's religious and viciousWhen I was younger one of my wishes was to be an emceeSo I increase my calibre, on to be a veteran from amateurFocus on my rhymes my grammar blurFuck up ya eyeball, deep penetratin' lyrics to get inside allwho don't fully understand my shit that's worldwide y'allI drop bombs in Canada, then quadruple the parameterIncredibly large diameter so niggaz feel my aftershocks in AfricaAfter the damage a cubic field I happened to vanish(Troops of steel), yeh they sent 'emSo I dent 'em, then I gain momentumBut then I chill, and I return to the seasWhere I depend on microscopic air bubbles to breatheNow this is a place that is cold and wetYet my fire inside, is supplied by the tideI gaze at the moon and offer words of sacrificesAnd then I jet, I got a tip on where the anti-christ isAnd I'm bound to torture him with his own devilish devicesMuse his unrighteous, until the motherfucker's lifelessAnd then I shall stand over the land as godAnd walk amongst the masses who are mentally scarred[scratching] "Virtuoso"[Virtuoso]I launch razor tip violin bones through the windowsOf an opera house that shot the mouth of a sopranoAlto, or baritone'll wear ya dome like a linkEvery dart I thump to think'll chop a rocky chunker chinkAtop the nostrils of the Sphinx'Lific god offerin' pots of inkLock you in a box with a rapid lynxStab you full of pinholes so you can breatheI got ten souls I cleaved, from the inner sanctumsof the highest rankin' soldiers in the earth's, historyWho all attempted persistin' me, but fought listlesslyWhen they were faced with the epitomy of brute forceLeavin' tons of tongueless loveless, mute corpsesI loot your fortress, shoot your corporate bossesCrumbles could make ya tuckit's from the crossbows I've tossed foes in pitsThis line refined, and givin' minds this desireto constrict up ya spine at the slightest sign of a twitchBitch, my pernicious loquaciousrhymin' defaces what yo basic, motives to explode 'emMy cortex computer chips hold 'em and download 'emI make ya troops minute like a tadpole's scrotumStab ya head wid a pole and pose in a human totemCorrodin' bones like osteoporosisI'm the chief loc'est in deep focusI keep beats in chokers and beateach promoter whose peeps print cheap posters a weekBoasters I eat notice my force'll creepWrote as a speech cobraMy mic slicin' words defeat, ogresI fly in stealth, mode and explode the globewhen the fryin' pelts you'll die and knowShot between the three stars of Orion's Belt Aus Songtexte Mania