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Date Posted: 05:14:34 08/15/04 Sun
Author: VoRtEx
Subject: Re: BIG BOOTH COLLAB, Read the rules-spit ya flows-an check back when you have time!
In reply to: Wyze 's message, "Re: BIG BOOTH COLLAB, Read the rules-spit ya flows-an check back when you have time!" on 09:00:06 08/09/04 Mon

(chorus)
Sittin back relaxed,
I'm jus chillin
collaboratin wit some-a-raps
biggest-n-baddest villains
for real-n-

As we enter the cipher, the Pied Piper plays the tune
All challenges meet gloom in these days of doom
Gunslinger spinning barrels at high noon
Perfect performance, words spoken in co-ordinance
High-turbulence Rap-Merchants stomping on you Urchins
You can’t even fuck wit hip-hop forever you stay Virgins

Aint nothing crazy like a wild-bunch swinging sharp blades
Just in case you calling back-up in the place, we bringing smart grenades.
Pass Wyze the torch so he can scorch ya thoughts,
Resistance is futile you best abort ya forts,
I’m on a charge with Kwaik ducking the fucking courts~
For smuggling hard-rhymes like weight thru Airports
Had to Gun-butt Kwaik, man I thought he was gonna talk;
Last week I swore I saw him jamming with that snitch Too Short on the sidewalk
Wait a minute…that aint quite right;
If I remember correctly, that biaatches name was Too White!
Heard he was the one put LBC out of action;
I dropped a verse on LB but didn’t get no reaction,
We just chilling n’ macking
Only difference is “I’m for real” and ya’ll only acting.

(chorus)
Sittin back relaxed,
I'm jus chillin
collaboratin wit some-a-raps
biggest-n-baddest villains
for real-n-

Look at you, throw my rhyme book at you, `ya-phoney-bastards`
You all know I’m the only Rabboni that’s mastered~
This whole damn game, your like 100 steps behind aint that a `God-damn-shame`
I’m dousing all your flames when I bring the Rain I Reign,
You aint hot ya flow goes against the grain:
And why the fuck you popping shots when I’m out of Range?

Man you silly, rapping all like Nelly,
You done know I don’t dilly and I sure don’t dally;
Dark-heart get sparks-lit dart-spit hotter than Cali;
Yo Kwaik think you is a P.I.M.P?
Watch me SHower SHells at ya Cadi.
You just a mere TRemor, a TRivial no dilemma,
I knock you the-Fuck-out Flipp da kid n’ like Wycliffe~
You’ll be “Gone till November”.
January, February `Fuck the rest,
Blaze you like Ganja when I `cop the Ses`.

(chorus)
Sittin back relaxed,
I'm jus chillin
collaboratin wit some-a-raps
biggest-n-baddest villains
for real-n-

Attack `Wyze` wearing a `disguise` catch him by `surprise`this guy too smart
Had to break down his physical structure slowly using the deadly `Martial Art;
Fingertip strike` to ya `windpipe you b like damn I seen that shit in a Bruce Lee fight
I’ll tie this Baboon to a Balloon n’ fly him out of site like a kite;
N’ then I’ll cut his vocal strings, or should I say the chords?
Got Too White praying for his scary ass, he b like `coomb-by ya-my-Lord`
Don’t even `speak` when you see me boyee just bow to my sword;
Ya’ll better hand the applauds, to the underground Overlord.

Flipping Crazy Chronicles in Minor Minutes
Now tell me how else could you `define` my Fire-Spirit?
Give a fuck about a critic; I’m in it no limit,
Asked Frank Bruno bout the game he said “That’s-Cricket”
Stay bombing like Paddy Murphy n’ The I.R.A`
I’ll be ya hoes hero just ask `Maria K`.
Oops` I should ‘a said “M. Carey”
I’m leaving challenges `weary wary`~
All prepared n’~ ready` for the `cemetery`.

I’m trigger-happy like wild-west banderlero’s
Shitting on ya heroes
Popping lead at grimy gringo’s
This short-sharp-shock bomb!
Hits ya brain with a strong-pain
Leave you in a casket dead n’ gone
Like ya name was John Wayne
Cripple you chumps put you in a walking-frame
People be like~
Yeah Vortex is The One when their talking-blame

(chorus)
Sittin back relaxed,
I'm jus chillin
collaboratin wit some-a-raps
biggest-n-baddest villains
for real-n-

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