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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Misfits of Science
Misfits of Science
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
S. McQuinn
S. McQuinn
Composer
Y. Moodley
Y. Moodley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Simon Holloway
Simon Holloway
Producer

Lyrics

Verse 1: Colossal a.k.a 2ndPersona Ya'll better come well equipped/ Champaigne, caviar/ Remy at the bar, take a sip/ Tight leather pants, oh u a crossdresser now/ Tell me fag, how u gon' take the pressure now/ We got the LIVE up in the hive type shit/ Ain't none o' ya'll matchin' Persona type wit/ Only concerned with ya Beamer or Benz/ Fash trends, fake friends/ how much cash they spend/ Catwalk fashions/ million dollar mansions/ I don't give a damn how much ass u be bangin'/ Blow out ya flame, snatch ya plat-pressed chain/ Auction it ta the kid with the 5cent bid/ See/ Ya caught up in the material/ Fancy this, fancy that/ Ain't nothin' fancy bout ya rap/ Ya weak, cheap creeps ain't nothin' unique/ I got mad styles, knock peeps off their feet/ Ain't makin' this fo' radio/ Yet they wanna play it tho/ Could it be the ill beat flow?/ Blowing up ya stereo/ Misfits stars o' the show/ Maybe that's why' Hook: (Vocal lead) You won't admit you love me All ya money hungry grubbin'/ hustlin'/ Wannbe champaigne bubblin'/ (Vocal sample) You love me Honey covered crews/ Smotherin' the true sound/ Who frontin' in the sound booth/ (Vocal sample) You won't admit you love me All ya underground cats/ Goal driven but ya livin' only fo' the mad cash by cuttin'/ Spittin' on tracks with no rhythm/ (Vocal sample) You love me// Verse 2: Optimus It's I, The flippa, ripper, spitter live wire/ Set this mic a-fire, 6 hitter UH!/ With a mustin' bust hustlin' city slicker/ The crew crusher crasher/ Extravagant extravaganza/ Word Gangsta! / You better ta swerve and smash ya Mazda/ Coz you could never tangle with the exceptional exceptions/ To the rules/ Innovative like inventions/ We ascendin' ta the next dimension/ Halooooooooooo/ Here to knock you out the game/ Snatch ya crown and ya reign o' terror/ And rebuke ya fame/ And reduce ya name ta the level o' puke/ I'm gonna revel in betterin' you/ I'm a rebel that attains astral plains/ Skills, still levels ahead o' you/ Bruise with pugilistic abuse/ My magic splatters mad hatters with hat tricks/ Stick shatter and batter meager misogynistic rappers// Verse 3: Colossal Now ya money hungry honeys lookin' kinda funny dummies/ Don't know this/ Still gon' show this/ The way ya brag bout ya Gucci bags/ Price tags and mags/ I rip the hair off ya back/ Make ya eat it like Nads/ Sup wid dem ho's in yo videos?/ That's why you get the profit/ Brothers get off on it/ Straight jackin' it/ Scrubs not thugs/ Front but you got sum/ Big booty shaker from the slum/ Left-overs/ Dick-blowers/ High-rollers/ Yeah right/ bend over/ Stealin' ya endz or ya big body Benz/ Shit still you be sayin' ta dem// (Repeat hook) Verse 4: (i) Optimus Comin' Official/ To kill the artificial/ Fake, plastic, wack shit/ Mimics, sportin' gimics and theatrics/ Tactics/ That of guerilla status/ Fo' real faggot/ Here ta knock ya world off it's axis/ (Ii) Colossal Infinitely witted/ I admit it/ Tight lines I spit it/ Close-knitted/ well fitted/ I did it/ When this go down/ Persona fabulous/ When this go down/ Persona marvelous/ WUT!/ (Iii) Optimus Clown/ fictitious/ Non-sense/ Be comin' out ya mouth/ So ridiculous/ It's makin' me sick/ But I understand why so many people (Love you)/ Coz only fools give love to fools/ And you the king!// (Repeat hook)
Writer(s): Stephen Mcquinn, Yudhi Moodley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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