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Who's Got The Last Laugh Now? (11/04/2005)
11/04/2005
1.
Lights Out
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.
Apache
8.
9.
Unity Without Words Pt. 3
10.
11.
12.
Mesmerized
. . .

Lights Out

[No lyrics]

. . .


I'm back, cating a soljah flex
bop down with my avirex
as I wreck, check, recollect in full effect
along with a phat chain round my neck
a stink mentality, I couldn`t care less
now let me know if you`re good to go
I say

Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back
Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back
Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back
Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back

Gonna chat on the mic to the E.N.D.
I`ll take you by storm to the year 2G
like a hot rock, body-shock, to the top
don`t stop it`s the ride of your life
hold on tight, the whole night, `cause you got the right
now let me know if you`re good to go
I say

Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back
Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back
Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back
Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back

Like shotgun on the M.I.C.
I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
spit quick `cause I got the flow
so let me know if you`re good to go
I say

Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back
Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back
Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back
Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back

. . .


The Explosion off my tongue makes you shiver
makes your heart go numb
you're on the run
you faggot lost your flavour like an old piece of gum yeah
it's tragic the fact when I damage
so you can't manage to rap
just manage to panic
put the pen to the pad and see your
talent vanish
rambling wack shit try to show you're the baddest
while I sit back and relax go in full flow with attacks

Know you're an act
your styles showing the cracks
for a fact you couldn't spit this
privileged to witness

I'm doing my shit, you'll be eyeing my riches
spilt your lips, if you were half the man your bitch is
leave you there with stitches, jacking to the pictures
of your sister, 'til your hands got blisters
while I sit back and relax, go in full flow
with attacks

Know you're an act
your styles showing the cracks
for a fact you couldn't spit this
privileged to witness

I don't speak my rhymes
I speak my mind
I battle with closed eyes
and start beefing blind

. . .


I flick the switch
2000 Volts of lyrical tricks yeah
discharge hard like lightning quick and
hear the tick you got it ?

but before you hear the tock
there's a new flex I drop
from my frontal lobe
till the microphone explodes

love to rock bottom beats for the flicks
to hibernate and syncopate but I'm still in the mix
come on

I'm gonna blow up big while u still on
the bottom of the charts like a twig yeah
it's lonely on the top, the champ is here
for the lyrics I drop

I pump kinetics unintentional malice
wanna battle one of us is ending up in God's palace
back off deadly like black coffee
long as I got lungs and a knot you can't stop me

going to...
Rotter, Rotter, Rotter, Rotter, Dam, Dam, Dam, Dam !

. . .


Well a who them a follow
smokealot - the vibesbringer no dead ringer
the trigger finger, got bombs in the grapevine
connected to tech nines

It's H the lyrical weapon
wanna clash me - let's get steppin
your girlsґ panties, I will be wetting
last nightґs events she won't be forgetting

Anticipating to tear through your spine
anticipating taking your time
when you're weak, they're telling you you are strong
when you're right, they're telling you you are wrong

Well a who them a follow
the mic fiend - kind 'a surprise into your eyes
no disguise, beatin' with time, switch sick, spit bricks
I'm blockin ya lines

No diggedy - deeper than most
trust me crew I got reason to boast
if you want war, then bring it
'coz there's no doubt, I'll easily win it

I bring quick brawls, fast trouble
for every line you buss, I blast double
when you're weak, they're telling you you are strong
when you're right, they're telling you you are wrong

. . .


Take me baby
Take me now
Take me baby
Take me to the edge of explosion

Love me baby
Love me now
Love me baby
Love me on our way to a dark star

Take me baby
Take me baby
Love me baby
Love me baby

Take me baby
Take me now
Take me baby
Take me to the edge of explosion

I'm about to
I'm about to
I'm about to
I'm about to

Come to me baby come to me
Come to me baby
Come to the arms of your loved one

Take me baby
Take me now
Take me baby
Take me to the edge of explosion

Love me baby
Love me now
Love me baby
Love me on our way to a dark star

. . .

Apache

[No lyrics]

. . .


Alright,
that's what happens if you give it
gotta life - gotta live it
get with the crew and time to get with it
people call me ice, ain't another also - ran
I'm the dan, with a tan, I got the masterplan
ahead of the game like in Japan
banging up like the bassman, coming up

You'll receive what's coming to you
everyone else's gonna get theirs too
ain't no saint, I cannot dispute
everyone will meet their moment of truth
my flow stays fresh yall can move with it
I pierce your soul like a five point picket
lyrical badness and madness still wicked
all those girls who love ice, just lick it

The Horseman says :
You can't please anyone
so please yourself

. . .

Unity Without Words Pt. 3

[No lyrics]

. . .


Do it how you want
out to the tuff
like a fireball
and space to the rough

Everytime I spit
I blow all the speakers
U bustin hi-tec shoes
I got force one sneakers

Do it how you want
out to the tuff
and space to the ruff
them kinda stuff

It's the last call
on a hardcore endevour
like a fireball
here we come together

. . .


Listen to the riddim, gonna rock you to the bone
once again it's M.C. H. on the microphone
24-7 I'm the games true player
got my way, got my way I'm the repayer
and we dance to forget
and we dance to remember
'coz you know, 'coz you know
I'm the true pretender
rewind

Listen to the jam, I got the mic in my hand
with a wicked slang, I gotta make a grand
ice cream shaker, you're the waitress - I'm the waiter
got my way, got my way, sooner or later
if you don't know now, you better get to go
I'll drop first cause you can't handle my flow
got a story to tell, gotta do it well
I'm your man, with a different plan, yeah

. . .

Mesmerized

[No lyrics]

. . .


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