LOF
Spyder
So many of the cowards wonderin when I would fall
Fuck you this is my House, I made it outta FireWalls.
To all the greats gone, so long and my regards
But I think by now its obvious that I’m in charge.
I am raw been alive since the primal war
Been rippin with the written for eternity, and some time before
Violent with my tyrant claws you wont find a flaw
Expel the verse from the Mic, in my spinal Cord!
Vivid lyrical Pictures I Paint start the Art of War
Fall in a coma, continue spittin to the beat of the heart monitor
Y’all seen the heat that T can bring swingin with the Ether sting
‘Master of Horror’-Core, so what made Steven King!!
I aint the king of the web… how you gon’ take Spyder?
I’m Prometheus, I fuckin showed you how to Make Fire!!
Desolate one, resurrect insects with my tongue
Put you in a Convent… and finally made you Second to Nun!
We way opposite, like Doc Jekil sayin fuck Hyde
And now ‘A positive’ im about to empty his Blood Line!! (omg)
Drain it and change it, transfusion has em alive but barely
Just proves I can kill you with a “Type-O” though they’re a rarity!! (BITCH)
Put the nail in the coffin, you don’t want it in battlin either
I don’t make rappers Homesick… nah, I give me Cabin Fever!
A complete mystery, travelin history, beheading foes
Widowing Warriors Wives, turn the Sand of Time to a Desert Rose!!
Behold he, who won without Fire Arms in the Cold War
How can I get Cold Feet with Blood Boilin from steamin pores!
Stones thrown put ya in River Stix, more than Bone Breaks
Appetite for Destruction, and I’m Eatin off your Growth Plates!!
Hook
Sticks and Stones may break your bones
But words have never hurt this much
Rippin foes so if you take A Tone
Then this verse is what you murdered from!
Strictt Ame
Sticks N stones rippin bones, but this shit isn’t no tragic tragedy
Killin 2 pussies, hell the ASPCA wont even come after me!!
Actually they’ll congratulate me for spaying 2 useless faggot seeds
Magically maim whack MCs, who put together aint half of me!!
I run shit, don’t believe in walking, why the fuck are you even talking
Id rather hear lectures from Steven Hawking than the raps Steven’s hocking!!
Cookin up hot lines, Im a known chef, you 2 lone pets possess no rep
Im a “Cunninlynguist”, and throw text to take ya head, leavin “ToneDeff”!!
Spyder gave ya Cabin Fever, well that’s where you meet the rapid eater
With a rabid fever, chewin through crews after they get slapped with ether!!
And you faggots either..go ridin along only to die by my jaws
Or have my car grindin ya jaw after I hit N run when Im just ridin along!!
Lets hope the freaks die, Im too dope for these guys, its kush that bring
The only people feelin “Underdog” are kids gettin pushed on a swing!!
I know youd like to see a lighter side of me, but that’s highly unlikely
Yeh Im an asshole, just means you pussies aint as tight as me!!
Don’t fight with me cuz if you try it geeks, you gonna need psychology
To unwind the dumb rhymes you tried to heave, but left you silent Steve!!
Yall are in shits creek, a mile long..face it Underdog ya whole styles loaned
And forget pullin bitches cuz not even “operators” wanna dial Tone!!
Hook
Sticks and Stones may break your bones
But words have never hurt this much
Rippin foes so if you take A Tone
Then this verse is what you murdered from!