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Metaphore Warfare
Urban Dance Squad
I'm like batman, I'm glad man, I swing my boomerang
clock stetsons grab retired mc's their pensions
dimension head runs like an engine brain excites after few grand donation brain ignites like benzedrine
dieseloil, slick to be coil, foil
spittin' rhymes like a gargoyle
mccoy all, destroy all who try to soil
my ground, path, space, even my zone
the clone laxative, crap the shit, hyperactive for the bowels
baby mc's should be clean diaper, 'cos I'm hyper what time is it my funky cuckoo crap smell scents, whack mc's' fragrance
heap of waste, crap
take a pick, take a style if you dare
'cos I'm prepared for metaphore warfare
stunner to the crumbpull yo brainplug, flow down the lump
tumor, bummer, diseased cells make you lumber
infect your humor, call my number
again vitamin pencillocal rapeteria for topbillin'
slobbin' for caterpillarin' rap insects build eggs to propagate
to a butterfly phase to flaunt beauty
wings fully detailed, all surrogate for
your lyrics, but you forgot to wipe the booty
moody hocus pocus focus my antenna, I'm gonna plague your dome like locust
mentis the ambitions so nutritious your style is poor, hard to score, against the carnivore
you got beef ready
take a pick, take a style if you dare
'cos I'm prepared for metaphore warfare
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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