Elephant Tooth

Ayo it’s Bender get the name right, you shouldn’t play mics
If you’re the same type to boast but get no shine by the stage lights
I lay the C4, Patience clutch the detonator
Quick to clip the wings off the angels of our better nature
I crash-landed this shit in mass transit
Bumping Johnny Cash and Fear of A Black Planet
Appearing to cast magic my theory’s to hatch havoc
So bring the sickest head to me here and I’ll CAT scan it
Now they’re invested in the appropriate opiate
After studying our live show and observing just how dope we get
And I don’t think you comprehend how big this ocean is
You’re hunting Moby Dick with a kayak and a goalie’s mitt
All your crew does is burn joints like rheumatism
So to be saying you’re useless, that’s to be using a euphemism
Y’all need to reevaluate the way you salivate
I’m spitting 60 fistfuls of these missiles at your cavalcade
It’s dismal, poker face, stay adrenaline proof
I’m like then caress the elephant tooth
Got veteran’s juice, abusing your pathetic excuse
And stay deep below the surface when the pelican swoops
Now here’s the payload, rip ya' heart through ya' chest like I’m Kano
Trickier than twisting spliffs inside a F5 tornado
Ayo, get medivaced to the closest helipad
We got a flow that’s making pussies disappear just like the Cheshire Cat
«Rapper! Down goes another rapper»
«La la la la la la la la»
«Bullseye, direct hit don’t miss»
«My motherfucking style is mad murderous»
«Rapper! Down goes another rapper»
«La la la la la la la la»
«Bullseye, direct hit don’t miss»
«My motherfucking style is mad murderous»
I keep it unique, with my ear to the streets
Hearing the beat, never after the dough like in heat
You’re feared of my speech, so it’s clear this is the nearest you’ll creep
Wielding a shepherd’s cane and left with stains from tears from the sheep
So here it gets deep, suckers step I’ll have to fracture a loser
Great Scott! Takeoff, I’m heading back to the future
It’s heart surgery during an earthquake kid, you’re at a loss today
I damage decibel levels of anyone in my octave range
Acoustic electric, got movements proving a useful invention
An emcee mold-breaker with abusive intentions
You’re empty soothsayer so I’m adjusting your throat
Wack kids on number one records like the Republican vote
So fuck what you wrote, heavy flow? You ain’t a buck when you’re soaked
No filler, no fluff you pump up nothing but dough
We’re crushing your hopes, whittling witnesses through human eyes
Kid, I know the ledge like an indecisive suicide
Now we provide the fucking freshest steez you’ve ever seen
Even the scale, you’ll never referee my pedigree
Yes it’s we, some big hitters with heavy dreams
Best believe, everything I bring leaves the sets diseased
And you can guess that we’ve been mastering this
Ration ya' spit, I’ma seal mine with a passionate kiss
Who’s bringing a vintage English that’s sinking after it hits?
My heart and soul in hip hop, music I have to admit
«Rapper! Down goes another rapper»
«La la la la la la la la»
«Bullseye, direct hit don’t miss»
«My motherfucking style is mad murderous»
«Rapper! Down goes another rapper»
«La la la la la la la la»
«Bullseye, direct hit don’t miss»
«My motherfucking style is mad murderous»
«Now just there Lord, there, right there, that’s it… uhh…this is beautiful.
.uh that’s good. Right on it, yeah… uhh…ooh…just a, little bit… mmm…
yeah… uhh…mmm…ahh, uhh, yeah»