*~~~Tha Dynasty Returns~~~*( feat. 2ill)
Im ill nasty/ kill you in ya sleep telopathically/ graphically, gave you birth in the maternity ward/ got board, so I stuck my arm in ya mother strangled you wit her imbilical cord// RIP ya spine out still attached to ya head/ im Sub Zero Fatality you dead/ I am the son of God resurected/ unexpected like black president elected/ Try and figure out my mental capasity go head I dare you/ have you spinnin like an lp scratched by Clue/ Next Level my mind be takin off/ only thing holdin me down is party's with Mr. Smirnoff/ sparkin so many green leaves from the ground/feelin clowned, I think I burnt an entire forest down/ exhaling the smoke risin/ so high I am above the your mental horizon/ you can't see me if your mental capasity was multiplied by 3/ even if you was Einstein n had your own theory of relativity/ ill and explcit now you know my name/ take a casting iron and brun it to ya frame/ tryin to maintain, while my verbals fuck wit your brain/ insane??naw kid just a lil pissed off/ chill for a bit watch 2ill tear the roof off!!//
When i flow it is for mass destruction/ You couldn't stick with my lyrics if you used suction/Couldn't buy any of my flows even at a auction/My rhymes combine like reproduction/ To many kids now a days flow with motives/ I know the story they tell cause i already told it/I know the gimmick they try to sell cause i sold it/ Quik to jump at me and start a lyrical fight/ But it is too late so say goodnight/ i sealed your fate, quicker then a drunken driver who is half baked and half awake/ When i flow it's your life on the line so we must win at all stakes/I dismiss kids in all states, leaving them crying and stareing in dismay/like "Damm why didn't he pick the kid next to me?"/I've been on both sides of the quater/Heads and tails, I tell you my life like you was a news reporter/But some times i leave my ego behind and head for the boarder/ You cats that are new/ You have no idea what's it like to live in my shoes/To live where the sky is gray and never blue/ Going on more basic instincts then fatal attractions/my lyrics grip and my body loose traction/John trovalta couldn't see this cilvil action/Sorry but i have to go so no time to see your reaction/I'm laying up on the beack relaxing sipping on tropical passion/ You think this was the olympics cause in 4 years the torch i'll be passing/Got you tounge tied and tounge twisted cause you failed to listen/So skilled i can write ryhmes while pissing/i just put you on a lyrical prescription/ If you didn't read it the point wasn't missing/ It's hidden like a lost treasure/ So digg deeper in your heart and apply pressure/Lyircs so large they can't get measure/ Tha Dynasty Motha Fucka!!!
"We live nice but die nasty" Cite3
that was nice..the middle really kept me in the whole thing on ill x, with the forest, creative ish there.
and 2ill that was nice as well, the ending was best of 2ill's, all toghether shit was rock'n. Much luv kids!Peep my ish once in while aiiht?
Sometimes it's not what you say but how you say it. In this case I hope your delivery is nice because the direction was typical to the point that it's going to take some interesting voices to carry this one. Hope you've got a synthesizer handy. Peace. Oh by the way it's just my opinion. I know I'm fairly forward but that's how I roll. Sometime box cars but mostly snake eyes. OUT