The huh? Yeah ya'll be seein it It is what it is Stoupie Ya'll be knowin Let 'em know
[Ikon the Hologram aka Vinnie
Hold the device tight, when it's time for a mic You're a pagan tryin to battle someone who's The precise knight that you with a white pipe Left you into the ocean under the night's light Oh you hype right? Well meet the soul Cop or get shot at like goaltenders You roll benches till playin was fair game got fucked up like sex on an airplane That's why we can't change, we ill We blow trees, sip Ole E's and real The clip's filled the wraith that Cain saw I slash with a leather mask and chainsaw That's why the brain's raw, that's why your veins That's why you copped my shit nine times at the store why you Entered the Dragon and got slashed And that's why the Hologram up cash. What!?
2x "Lookin for who wanna battle" "Don't to understand that I'm just that bad" "The underground who's wreckin" "Whatever ya yo, whatever ya like"
Holocaust, rap javelin toss Killasha's the I take yours, pour poison in your pores I'm down for the my nigga, not "because" My wasn't made to be lost, stop for the pause I 48 minutes hard without the calls Slicin elbows through ya jaw, need I say with 44s and foul whores Large gram cookups, and the ill scores My captivating verses, open all doors I soar like a condor ready for war, the law! (distorted)...."raindrops on the ground"
1x
[Jus Ominous your brain matter painted on ya Stainmaster Game of Death motherfucker we ya, semi-autograph ya L's lit, sendin pellets through helmets Shells hit, you and the fag you a cell with niggas out thier element rhyme fighters Divine writers, travellers, Sliders Pale niggas act lifers Who tell the active nail biters the 12s in thier diapers Shoes never nor land, explore land I my scrolls and code it in Fortran Bullets graze ya wig kid, brushes death I let the iron clutch grip the in ya flesh Playin on ya wrist strings on a violin in a blood pool wrestlin Leviathan Fuckin wit Gods, Mind Tricks Ya'll suckas like niggas born without
till end*