Hysteria, Pt. 3 (feat. Kinetic 9, Destruct, Beond & CookBook)

Aye yo we causin hysteria, all up in yo area. Step to him or me & we bury ya. The ill rhyme gene, we the carriers. Sicker than malaria. Aye yo we causin hysteria, all up in yo area. Step to him or me & we bury ya. The ill rhyme gene, we the carriers.

Break the sound barrier

Paradot sareal arila zany in my ways lyrics response off the walls site syncopated rays flows so smooth like it\'s butta on the beat cool calm collected but a radiate that heat live wire sparking electrifying the glow droppin knowledge through the rhythm letting the wisdom overflow loyal to the soldier on the ground not a fear not a friend and I\'m stead fast and profound with every verse I write is a testament to the greats humble in my hustle but l\'m seen the pace servant of the art I elevate the craft in a world of superficial I\'m the after math words like a paint brush strokes the canvas at night chases dreams relentlessly my vision stays in site when the chaos erupts I stand firm like a rah the Mel storm I maneuver and never taken stah

the best you never heard, yeah u know me flow stay sharp like the sword on shinobi live & direct with originators of stylin east to west from lemiert park to shaolin the lens only capture artists that mad lethal filmed & directed by the resident people yeah we breaking away avoiding all the hysteria rejuvenate the game dropping bombs in ya area now take cover you aint ready for the real this self destruct button give a fuck how u feel try to run & hide but this precision is much quicker steady aim rhyme sicker then the drinking la river it wild over here the killa bees can relate and when they army is built we move state to state then after that fixing up the global epidemic too many selling they souls living lives that they regretting

Hysteria out your stereo we\'ll never be calm

We got the crowd going wild any time that were on,

It\'s an affliction the siickness just sits in my palm,

Then gets translated thru the literature I lace in my songs,

This theory of mine serious, clearly it might confuse, I\'ve decided to redefine and rewrite all your written rules, I\'m refusing to be confined, won\'t comply with your puny view, I\'m in tune with the bigga portrait your outlook is miniscule,

I\'m a menace in Venezuela, a sailor taming the storm, not a normal Norman confirming, I\'m bored and you\'ve all been warned, I was born to live out a purpose and given an iron will, i\'m not chilling I keep it moving while improving the guild,

The mission at hand is simple, don\'t settle keep it unique, I\'ve been crafting all these captions til I have you intrigued, I\'m a breed you find rarly it\'s no wonder I Reign, the legacy is solid and forever remains!

Total chaos; no mass confusion. The shit I spit disabuse all delusions. You ain’t included in the movement. The best we can do is let you move to the music. Crews jealous get zealous for the blueprint. Evidence on yo chest freshly left shoe prints

If the glove fit you must convict. We run swift when we buss yo shit. The thing is… you love my style. You love the way it make yo lady’s heart go wild. You love it when you play these beats & raps from us. You covet in yo heart that shit is blasphemous.

What would you ask of us? We weave dreams supreme with raps passionate that run through the blood stream. We shine like sun beams keep crews in hysterics. Grind from the terrace, bling like 24 carats