thanks berrgiie
here's the lyrics BTW:
Verse 1 - Laks
i spit rhymes fluently while you're still rehersin,
if i cared what you thought, id be a better person,
best believe im bringin the cursin, to anyone im versin,
with the freshest gears, to defy my peers,
im forcin' tight beats down ya ****in ears,
poetic in depth, its like ive been doin this for years,
let's begin, the mic champion's takin the win,
battle me, youll become a ****in has-been,
just dont take **** too seriously,
when i rhyme overly boasty,
truthfully thats just hip-hop to me,
so call me the battle style MC,
critics talk too liberally, but dont offend me,
and no matter what you may spit,
there's always a bunch of dogs wishin to hate on your ****,
mostly coz of jelousy, which they wont admit,
if i was wu, they'd be taken to the ****in gravel pit.
Verse 2 - Laks
I used to spit hate towards the Commercial,
But against the tycoons im far from controversial,
But still id like to add to this lyric dispersal,
that id murder them fakes without further rehersal,
i wish all this tough cunt **** would just stop,
yeah its cunts you drop, its blood you mop,
its pussies you pop, yeah your crews on ****in top,
But the question is, where in the world is the hip-hop?
Well it certainly aint over your side of the tracks,
hopefully its well spoken by the tongue of laks,
the tongue chopping like an axe, with impact,
attacks weak cracks max deep hacks, forgiving no slacks,
So sit and listen, to the rhymes that im spittin,
Coz i aint quittin, till all the fakes are smitten,
you must be ****in kiddin, to try dissin,
coz ill pull out some rhymes i got tucked away, hidden.
Verse 3 - Laks
my man temps draws the triangles with the eyes,
mystical soldiers, under cover, disguised,
we lay on silver plated clouds as they fly,
and watch upon you pathetic mortals from the sky.
our logic is too clever to defy,
we can be as bitter as coffee, or as sweet as chi,
or we can turn cold and force you to ****ing cry,
verbally pounded, till you completely die inside,
rhymes are steamin hot, served out and plated,
if you act like you hated, ill know you still ****in ate it,
we already know a fake like you cant debate it,
me takin your attention will leave ya ****ing jaded,
Laks be hangin with allsorts,
with the mind of many clever word ports,
spittin rhymes while your brain's still buildin thoughts,
if im a player of any sort, then you're a ball of any sort,
and this is my very own ****in ball court,
