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Metaphore Warfare

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: Urban Dance Squad Canonical path: /urban-dance-squad/metaphore-warfare Related lyric paths: 6
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Metaphore Warfare

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I'm like batman, I'm glad man, I swing my boomerang

Clock stetsons heads on catch attention

Grab retired mc's their pensions

Dimension suspension, switch a button

Head runs like an engine should I mention

Brain excites after few grand donation - ovation

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 - the one who rocks his mouth proud, soon sucks a syphon

Laxative, crap the shit, hyperactive for the bowels

Baby mc's should be clean here's the towel

Diaper, 'cos I'm hyper plus I'm the babysit

What time is it - time to refresh kid - my wit, you bit

My funky cuckoo crap - runs outta your ass kid - shit

Smell scents, whack mc's' fragrance

Heap of waste, crap-mc jams

Take a pick, take a style if you dare

'Cos I'm prepared for metaphore warfare

Stunner to the crumb-bun, I'm like a plumber

Pull yo brainplug, flow down the lump

Tumor, bummer, diseased cells make you lumber

Infect your humor, call my number

Again - the man - wit pepjam, medicine, anacin

Vitamin - penicillin

Pencil-push bacteria, you can't skill 'em

Local rapeteria for topbillin'

Slobbin' - nil and - timekillin'

For caterpillarin' - my rap caters like plants

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 I'm not sting like a bee on gerry cooney

Hocus pocus - styles to pick the one to whose bogus I

Focus my antenna, I'm gonna plague your dome like locust

Mentis - hench this - you like beans and cabbage

The ambitions so nutritious so call me beast or savage

Your style is poor, hard to score, against the carnivore

You got beef ready plus be steady on a metaphore

Take a pick, take a style if you dare

'Cos I'm prepared for metaphore warfare

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