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Peak #4,959
Peak in subgenre #753
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August 11, 2005
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Lyrics
Diseased Ballad
Observe this...... its a hit, I fill tha mic with poisonous gas in preparation to spit
the devestation is quick, a mentall patient is sick'n I got my sights set holdin a disc
wit more beats than a little bit never ta quit an a pair a earphones composed of human earlobes
Muthaf**** neva seen an MC so Diseased an disorderly I make'em drop to their knees in plee
why, why why did you have to infect me, cuz its do or die and I cant depend on souiside
so co inside an inform the people on how I ride, DISEASED DISEASED DISEASED diseased
yo Pred, 6 minutes 6 minutes as the other mc's spittin script to beats obliviously
not know'n what I got in store for the crowd, so turn it up loud, I aim to leave thier craniums show'n
im flowin corrosivly, layin toxicity trails similar to snails you dont wanna get close to me
an when u get spat on... your supposed to flee spread my diseases throughout your family trees
ehyo catch the breeze, weak knees gotcha bones bow'n similar to MBD modified from cameleo caliprat
ya I amped that up, and changed it to a human strain ~so I could ascertain entertainment
I gatta sustain domain workin the lab late Im mixin up some new shit sippin champagne
Rap renegade manipulate'n haz mats for my gain, contain'n kill the tricks of the trade
steadily singin, the slayers serenade Im wing'n this shit as fast I would a nerve age- into ur navel
portray disable, whup rewind read the preveous line and cop a feel for how I do mine
plus IM the carrier so yes I feel fine, an if you think you caught some new shit I lost some designs
Im layin lines of a chemical compound all-around ya home surround'n it, before I deem you disposed
I need no team to unload these pin-up flows I roll solo ta test me an'Il deliver a dose
wit no antidote, (no) you cant relocate in hopes of a safer place to stay when the body decays
wit no delay, I head to the closest melee an strategically place a couple of viles labled unseen pain
this resembles D-Day, its like a relay race when Im place'n my package in the palm of an innocent pawn
Its the Dawn of a diseased Day the battlefeilds remain in a chemical unbalance from the wars I wage
the war torn stages that I used to perform and storm on were hit wit shockwaves and laid to waste
I developed a new taste for destruction, step it the way an Ill break you down wit the viral conjunctions
shuttin down motor functions, settin up blockades on the brains pathways'n wait'n for further instructions
Im Spit'n Caustic lyrics, leave you look'n like Nosferatu when it hits, yah its a hidious mess
Diseased MC'z we bring'n heat to 1 Million Degrees we never sleep, and never standin' at ease....
