Twisted Dylan - Two Styles Collide (A Medley)

Added: Nov 21, 2008

From: TwistedDylanRadio

Duration: 3:5

!THIS SONG CHANGES THROUGHOUT!It's two -different- songs, this was done so I don't have two short ones uploaded. Two styles for the people that say I sometimes sound bored. And for the haters of course.And for all the great people that support me ;)LYRICS:Survival's mandatory in this land of pain and glory,just another untold story that somebody made up for me,I mean that I made up for you and that they say was theirs,my heirs will run this rapgame till they have grey hairs,in wheelchairs goin' where we dare you won't darewe don't care just don't stare at us any longer,find anybody stronger with a vocab that's longer,hotter than a sauna leavin' MCs in a trauma,a coma with death's own aroma that they've come to known huh,You tell rats and flock mice I got mics I'm too nice,spittin' hittin' poltickin' that's why I need two mics,two mics in each hand, one amp for each one,rappin' on a level that you'll never reach son,Picture me runnin' from a battle got them runnin' just like cattle,beat up on their pads skin 'em like a drum craddle,From the cradle to the grave ain't nothin' changed in this age,either you're a master or you'll always be a slave,Beats that I slayed well today I killed eight,Flowin'-always shaky flowin' like a milkshake,spittin' venom in my denims understand 'em they ain't nice,never tell 'em that I said that face to face they ain't right,put 'em in a bowl and eat 'em up melt like ice that's fresh rice.H to the I to the P to the H to the O to the PHip-Hop it's meH to the I to the P to the H to the O to the Pall eyes on me!When I started in this game I didn't get no acclaim,now they know I'm not playin' they just holla out my nameI make it up on the spot goin' straight off the top,till my casket drop reportin' live from my block,Notorious old-school from east to west,I grew up with that and was taught by the best,Which youngin' do you know that can imitate my flow,I ain't even got a license but I bounce like 64's,I'm sick though spittin' info for my kinfolk,to get dough and more dough and make their wrist glow,I had a few battles and the word got around,never lost once, now they make no sound,They just wanna act up and put dirt on my name,Is it a bird or a plane, ain't got time to explain,I'm composin' melodies against all of my enemies,They jealous of my name and that I'm rap's centerpiece,Cut the cake not the pie, tell the haters it's alright,If they hate durin' the day I'll just rap all night,If you wanna versus I'll drop a few verses,drop a couple lines and have you picked up by nurses,Flip beats like a spatula, can't find no-one immaculer,makin' up words I'm fly like bats call me Dracula,I bring it live out the basement,spit to your faces,Haters drown in apeshit!I get green like The Matrix.

Channel: Music

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