Urban Dance Squad - Metaphore Warfare Lyrics
I'm like batman, I'm glad man, I swing my boomerangclock stetsons heads on catch attentiongrab retired mc's their pensionsdimension suspension, switch a buttonhead runs like an engine should I mentionbrain excites after few grand donation - ovationbrain ignites like benzedrinedieseloil, slick to be coil, foilspittin' rhymes like a gargoylemccoy all, destroy all who try to soilmy ground, path, space, even my zonethe clone - the one who rocks his mouth proud, soon sucks a syphonlaxative, crap the shit, hyperactive for the bowelsbaby mc's should be clean here's the toweldiaper, 'cos I'm hyper plus I'm the babysitwhat time is it - time to refresh kid - my wit, you bitmy funky cuckoo crap - runs outta your ass kid - shitsmell scents, whack mc's' fragranceheap of waste, crap-mc jamstake a pick, take a style if you dare'cos I'm prepared for metaphore warfarestunner to the crumb-bun, I'm like a plumberpull yo brainplug, flow down the lumptumor, bummer, diseased cells make you lumberinfect your humor, call my numberagain - the man - wit pepjam, medicine, anacinvitamin - penicillinpencil-push bacteria, you can't skill 'emlocal rapeteria for topbillin'slobbin' - nil and - timekillin'for caterpillarin' - my rap caters like plantsrap insects build eggs to propagateto a butterfly phase to flaunt beautywings fully detailed, all surrogate foryour lyrics, but you forgot to wipe the bootymoody I'm not sting like a bee on gerry cooneyhocus pocus - styles to pick the one to whose bogus Ifocus my antenna, I'm gonna plague your dome like locustmentis - hench this - you like beans and cabbagethe ambitions so nutritious so call me beast or savageyour style is poor, hard to score, against the carnivoreyou got beef ready plus be steady on a metaphoretake a pick, take a style if you dare'cos I'm prepared for metaphore warfare
