Текст песни The Biff Song

*Multiple talking & shouting* [G-Clef Da Mad Komposa] My CD did a driveby on yours in three different whips and Platexd kill wife beater, put steel to your lips Semantical scientists to your romantical graphicless Testicle-free Stan slash fanaticist So affected in five different areas A fradulant specimen, a demon spawn carrier It's so upsetting when the evil front righteous It aggravates on a molecular level 'til I might just Kompose the perfect murder like a symphony Using mystic symbols and cypher code to exonerate my infamy This is how Melchizidek deals with liars I suspend them in stasis then burn them with astral fire! My working tools are way too precise when they slice Ya English second language into shish kabobs and rice Go ask Allah why you chose to fuck with da Clef I hold in my hand an instrument of death [Chorus: Archangel Metatron (all)] When you bite the concept and don't pay (You get biffed) When you perpetrate a fraud and you front (You get biffed) When your internet crew never met (You get biffed) When you lie (You get biffed) When you're wack (You get biffed) When you steady fakin' moves on my crew (You get biffed) When you act like you ballin', but you broke (You get biffed) When you record gunclaps in your raps (You get biffed) When you snake (You get biffed) When you're fake (You get biffed) [Christbearer] Yo, Christbearer gave life to you punks With military mausbergs and more mouth than monks When the storm wasn't bigger than your hand You never gave a damn, when shit changed you ran I fought with Lucifer and held tooth-nail When the hounds kept hunting me just on how the boots smell Christbear bionic laconic conversation Killa king fact in rap captivation I take 'em all to the limit (no gimmicks) The white phantom pulling up tough with ya mall in it Christbearer contra-catastrophic catalyst Wu-Fi-Wu, ha, do or die analysis The only thing is I come and came clean For my guts and my numbnuts hang when they swing Now that's real like Preacher pack steel Practice what you preach, those who can't preach kill! I ruled the world before my momma was a girl And some rich white boy bottled jeri curl And you don't stop, yeah [Interlude: Sample] The ultimate... [Archangel Metatron] This is Metatron version 1.0, original flow One hundred percent guaranteed fresh, causing fraud emcee's stress Don't be decieved by names that's similar Products on the market that's inferior The alpha bout to make omega, out this faker Call me the ghost of your future, bout to take ya To the scene of your death Tongue seperated from your severed neck You get biffed tryin' to challenge my rep Real angels don't speak feces, beware- Mystic-Jewish-White-Godbodies, that preach Jesus! Confused quasi-spiritual Wu-Tang fan shit, Your verses be more corny than Watchtower pamphlets I got more styles than you got religions I spit vicious incisions that slice your inner visions So think back to the day you were terribly wrong And ask yourself 'how the fuck I make it on the biff song'? [Chorus] [Outro: Storm Da Ghetto Mutant] Yeah, but there ain't gonna be no ressurection for your fuckin' ass You know what I'm sayin? You ain't gonna get the right hand extended to you You dirty muthafuckas, yeah these are the last days and times You know what I'm sayin? And unlike the man, ***** **** you really gon' get biffed You know what I'm sayin? To the bottomless fuckin pit Hell, baby, burn for eternity...Lost Secret f/ Christbearer, Storm Da Ghetto Mutant - The Biff Song - http://ru.motolyrics.com/lost-secret-f-christbearer-storm-da-ghetto-mutant/the-biff-song-lyrics.html