歌詞
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 I’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
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
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
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
Written by: Chris Ojeda, Jade River, Jason P. Soto, Samuel Murry
