SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
11-06-2007, 12:15 PM
Spit cha dizzy lyrical info fo’sho
My flow goes on & on like a roller coaster/
I ain’t supposed to go postal I’m all local
Check the stats I back pack through my city/
Wit little interference unless I’m jobless
I gotta fill out applications applying for positions
Below my disposition so I can get the position/
I’m roasting these emcees
Like coffee so don’t test me/
I’m extra large check the charges on my visa card
Now we can either exchange things or we can barter/
I’m a marker dark hazard blast these automatics
Without all the static I rather bag her than shag her/
I smacked that ass without getting slapped
But I ain’t no babe magnet I’m just a emcee wit static/
Give me the daredevil eye glasses I’ll get way past e’m
Jab e’m in the stomach and watch e’m plummet/
I attend these summits wit intentions of recognition
Now I’m spitting these lyrics like severe inquisition/
If you got the written then follow along and listen
To when I rip it and target these bogus emcees and their gimmicks/
I’m way past the speed limit give me a minute or too
I’m viewed by the rest as a speed demon by the way I be writing/
Now that I’ve high lighted their attributes its time I give you my views
Skew those demos on the barbeque so we don’t have to hear there demos/
And if you don’t know what I’m talking about refer to the Quasimoto album
The further adventures of lord Quas track 13 for further instructions on
What I mean/
This isn’t just another lyricist
I don’t have to claim to be an emcee
I don’t have to claim to be a d-boy
I don’t have to claim to be trapper
I don’t have to claim to be anything
But me, myself and I……………
My flow goes on & on like a roller coaster/
I ain’t supposed to go postal I’m all local
Check the stats I back pack through my city/
Wit little interference unless I’m jobless
I gotta fill out applications applying for positions
Below my disposition so I can get the position/
I’m roasting these emcees
Like coffee so don’t test me/
I’m extra large check the charges on my visa card
Now we can either exchange things or we can barter/
I’m a marker dark hazard blast these automatics
Without all the static I rather bag her than shag her/
I smacked that ass without getting slapped
But I ain’t no babe magnet I’m just a emcee wit static/
Give me the daredevil eye glasses I’ll get way past e’m
Jab e’m in the stomach and watch e’m plummet/
I attend these summits wit intentions of recognition
Now I’m spitting these lyrics like severe inquisition/
If you got the written then follow along and listen
To when I rip it and target these bogus emcees and their gimmicks/
I’m way past the speed limit give me a minute or too
I’m viewed by the rest as a speed demon by the way I be writing/
Now that I’ve high lighted their attributes its time I give you my views
Skew those demos on the barbeque so we don’t have to hear there demos/
And if you don’t know what I’m talking about refer to the Quasimoto album
The further adventures of lord Quas track 13 for further instructions on
What I mean/
This isn’t just another lyricist
I don’t have to claim to be an emcee
I don’t have to claim to be a d-boy
I don’t have to claim to be trapper
I don’t have to claim to be anything
But me, myself and I……………