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Embrace yourself

Rhymes I kick will insulate

**** that instigate, will feel the skills that I demonstrate

Our hardcore tactics hitting harder than tennis rackets

Strapped in full metal jackets

I see through you fake bastards like plastic

Stretched in elastic, my performance be fantastic

Coming to a theatre near you, just like Jurassic

In heavy traffic, I hear you mumbling, one hit, you'll be stumbling down the hill

Rolling and tumbling

It could be worse, just picture yourself in a hearse with a nurse

And my man Shan the Decan up in the church, rest in peace

Till my date of release, rocking a fleece, what a relief

**** say they got beef? Call the police

Foul aromas, **** sipping Coronas with no diplomas

But, they got Motorolas, and Corollas, and baby strollers

My mind capacity will put ends to the futuristic blind patterns

Shattering the West Hemisphere of Saturn

Sending out warnings, a lyrical Nuke invasion

To the Island of Canon, and also to modern day cavemen

Who's the greatest? When I grab the mic, I cause and eclipse

I make the Earth orbit around a spaceship with Dom in it

Infinite lifespans, **** rocking ice on their hands

With rubber bands, that stretch like Hummers with hundreds of Vans

Who's the man? I'll break the hardest **** down to his knees

Feel the breeze, sip a pina colada under Palm Trees

Yo, embrace yourself

****, huh? What?

Embrace yourself

Fella, say what?

Embrace yourself

Homie, huh? What?

Embrace yourself

****, embrace yourself

Embrace yourself

****, huh? What?

Embrace yourself

Fella, say what?

Embrace yourself

Homie, huh? What?

Embrace yourself

****, embrace yourself

One warm embrace will send a bullet straight to your facial

The penetration ain't racial, it'll replace you

Have to release you from dust to ashes

From wild ****, to savage

From being head **** in charge with all the cabbage

It's automatic that I flip verses until the boiling point of water

Instant surface of waves smash through the curses

With a current strong enough to break buildings, women, and children

The only thing that's shielding them is the ceiling in the pavilion

Magnetic forces trapped in a circle, with Olympic torches

Scorching porches, Lamborghinis and Porsches

But child orphans swinging back on a cactus with highly galactic tactics

Shoulder blades become fractured, web pagers, computer hackers

Devilish, it's like 666 deformed sticks crossed together like a crucifix, just like a Jesus movie flick

The first chapter, the hearse captured the nurse

Laugh at shotgun busts, that passed, and crashed, and caused an aftermath

An explosion, lyrical raindrops causing erosion on the beaches

Where you see dead fishes and big leeches

Man at least it's some peace, Paleeches in mouths of creatures

Double features with movie stars and Hollywood teachers

For the record, I'll smack the piss out of a Leopard, sprinkle it with pepper

Take it to the Shepard so we can sketch it, then kids can pet it

Embrace yourself

****, huh? What?

Embrace yourself

Fella, say what?

Embrace yourself

Homie, huh? What?

Embrace yourself

****, embrace yourself

Embrace yourself

****, huh? What?

Embrace yourself

Fella, say what?

Embrace yourself

Homie, huh? What?

Embrace yourself

****, embrace yourself

You don't know the difference from a dope rhyme, and a dope mind

All that you could really define is a dope crime

Spending time in and out of jail cells, you've been propelled by the devil's spell

Telling these tales in hell's trail

I'm in a circle where my ****'ll hurt you before they murk you

Won't alert you, leave your body all bruised the color purple

Yo I drop about 20 everytime we battled for money

It don't matter if it's B-Ball or Rap, this ****'s hungry

Got the weight of three horses on my shoulders

Press through these boulders like a soldier, sipping on Coca-Cola until it's over

When I spit, you feel the force of a meteor

Sounds like surround sound in a theater, or a car system's interior

I cleared a whole block and a half with an old glock that I had

Handed down from my Pop-Pop, to my Dad

And it's sad to resort to violence to cause silence

Everybody on the corner be wildin, nobody's smiling

Facial expression's showing gas face

**** be coked up or smoked up like ash trays

Reminiscing up on my past days in the shade

But yet I still face a life full of antagonists

While I'm bragging a style that is fabulous