CULTURE VI - Roman Empire lyrics

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[SixXx]

When the clock strikes 6 we strike and strike quick

Let me hear it loud say it I'd die for my clique

[Hystwise]

This ya' boy right here Hystwizzle

Yo' what's the chance of you survivin' once spits dampen ya' eyelids

Damage ya' iris rupture glands ya' plannin' to cry with

Trample your squadron leave ample time to respond with

Calmly I vomit the sickest quotes the god in the makin'

What?

Precision what? fathom my gimmick this tiny voice is monstrous

It pass as a concious inside a walkman

Rivals often testin' Hyst push VI aside

Spits hittin' high bitch who's quick to die

Fist to ya' stomach I'll have guys spittin' they lunches

Anyone who rap rhyme or spit can get they Tampons

Ripped bronzed and reinserted among the emergin' forces bitch

You can't fuck around with Culture VI

[R.E.U.]

Ayo' the patterns have shifted the techtonic plates have reversed

And now they floatin off the face of the earth

You have been given the curse of the one embracin' me first

Muscle strands emerge resemblin' masonry work

Basically you catch the Madagascar hissing cockroach injection

Speach ceases when you notice you can't stop the throat infection

deadin' ya' parts barge in a stadium with a jar of Urianium

Shrapnell's caught in ya cranium

I guess you got alot on your mind

So I'm a just AHHH! nigga Culture! stop and rewind

When I'm slayin' rappers cuz only science display the factors

Cuz I write raps so that they rhyme when you play 'em backwards

What? you can't fuck around with Culture VI

[Brolik]

Dehydrated but I'm still spittin'

B J the black Jesus fly description I flow sick you can't

You can't find a prescription it's unfortune

Caught my first body killed my own seed abortion

H2O on any track scorchin'

Gimme an el a couple of minutes to get my thoughts in

Strugglin' with alcoholism I can't control it

Drinkin' like 28 Days Sandra Bollick

Gangster but I still can admit when I'm afraid

Watch me ride a beat like a surfer ride a wave

Oh man body lookin' like Conan

Plus I'm a dread like I'm part of Dave Mathews band

I'm still young half of 46

Still wanna come Brolik and Culture VI

Oh I ain't nice yeah right ya' gotta get ya' ears fixed

You can't fuck around with Culture VI

[Juganot]

Juganot with bare hands disassemblin' brick walls my clique

Depicts spear chuckin' Spics with crossbows

And big balls goin' to war with bare toes

And ripped clothes eliminating enemy tri folds

Forget it don't try to set it you'll regret it

Commentators never seen a K O so poetic

You'll be needin' some local anesthetic cuz your pathetic

Beggin' for a medic with a double doctrines and prosthetics

No wins all you got is 20 pounds worth of screws and pins

Connectin' mechanical limbs verbal whirlwinds

Make heads spin then I rip skeletal frames and veins

What remains is loose skin

Rap prodigy lyrical anomoly

The majority of emcees get dizzy tryin' to follow me

Complex down to the cerebral cortex

Shit you can't fuck around with Culture VI