in nature Rhythm You have it or you don't that's a fallacy I'm in them Every sprouting tree Every child apiece Every cloud you see You see with your eyes I see destruction
I'm dancing In and out, I'm dancing in your head I'm in your head. Dance, party.. Plus destruction, Dance, party.. Plus corruption, Dance, party.. Plus destruction
up And then the posse breaks,high off the Cold Duck And then I set the mic to show destruct Even if we open up,it don't mean nothing I rock the rhymes
jazz climbed to fame From pop philosophy you know get the lock and key to grow From any prophecy truth grows See many comedy duos like Harris and Harris recorded rhymes
black day Silver clouds when the mac spray Turn rappers back into clay (aha) My minds a museum filled with microphone exhibits Of rhymes that I write
girl, yo real good girl Biggest bitch in yo itty bitty world Comin' up in the ninety-nine, every other word i say Be part of my rhyme Catch me outside
should have been Instead, this song of hate is pounding in my brains It just keep coming back, It's driving me insane Whi is it harder to talk about love now? What makes destruction
settled A ground attack, I'm bound to clap rounds of rap Clowns are found flat, face down around the map Simple minds, cripple smiles, my rhymes are four
i'm comin' right through you (Coolio) It's like inch by inch and step by step I'm closing in on your position and destruction is my mission Though eight
: End of passion play, crumbling away I'm your source of self-destruction Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear Leading on your death's
ruffnecks and hood rats, Jermaine hit me off with the track Yo Brat if you're wit me holla let me know where you're at I be the stage wrecker, rhyme manifessa
silly putty y'all can sit back so I could study destruction of the family design and how the morals of society decline essentially is beats to rhymes
Silly Putty Y'all can sit back so I can study Destruction of the family design And how the morals of society decline Essentially is beats to rhymes like
was comin' Better start runnin' Or bust like a cannon Cause Imma leave hella destruction Mental breakdown and famine I would advise you Not to slide through Cause I will oblige you With a rhyme
ass postin' the vanity ??s Gotta recoop fuckin' with these troops Soon as we see you Load up and we shoot on site We turnin' out the lights my appetite for destruction
: [Verse 1:] I got money on my mind That's why I'm twice on my grind I'm nice cause I rhyme like it's my life's on that line The second that I'm provoked
Doc tapin on debate for months I got zits on your face that can't wait to bump Boogie Down to the point I barricade the Bronx Papi spins the rhymes
wax, slang slang bang to wax Torture pack" What what, step up, throw your sword up [Masta Killa] Aiyyo witness the abduction, bill of destruction Blood