C-Rayz Walz - Original Copies lyrics

rate me

Here I come, you know where I'm from

do the math, son, I originate with the drums

native tongues lounging, my third eye's beyond browsing

swam nine thousand, woke up on the shores of project housing

Genesis, wide wingspan like Pegasus

my gym effortless for turntable terrorists

88 hip hop, certified for net murder

snatch you out the chat room, smack your server

Bug Out poster child, approach the wild calmly

let 'em think I'm Ghandi, then transform to Genghis Khan, see?

Baby, I bop, so you love me like Barney

kiss my honeymoon, then spaz out like Mark Carney

energy solar, battle moe, froze polar

balance the scales to be some shit, green told y'all

Big mics fo y'all, my crew Stronghold, y'all

one two three four five, that's the roll call

roll call, roll call, roll call.....

I make 'em study, thirty-five to fifty years

strained brains become bloody, eyes swiftly tear

risky peers become queer, you can't diss me

I know who I be like Bizzy

chief rocking, keep watching, soon you'll turn to stone

I got Medusa's head in an Iceberg bag at home

Mama said life's like a bag of chocolates (Why?)

it'll make you sick if you don't watch it.....

You're styles' toy, my homeboy is God Rally

smack wack emcees like they stepped on my Ballies (New Balance)

the roof's on fire? Let it burn, hot shit

from the foundation, I learned y'all can't rock shit

I get busy on topics, you propless

I get J.U. Ice when I drop it

you ain't def, step, you pet breathe Karma

your upside down peace sign's the V-Bomber....

On battle stage, I shapeshift my mouth to grenades

my hands razor blades, invisible ink

you will never page, I'm splashing

except when I'm gone, you remember the pain of what happened

super rapping, like collabos with Batman and Mack 10

skull cracking, back smacking, for track acting

make you traffic, grey matter in gridlock

I'm a nutty professor, you a nigga with shitlocks

hip hop, ain't been to sleep in three days

dreams of spray cans, B-girls and DJs

gold chain, cocaine before a crack rock

Coleco before a laptop, flicks in front the backdrop....

We off the muscle, keep the meat rack, speak fact

anything less than truth; you keep that

weak cats, pull your seat back and kick your feet up

listen to the beat, black, now watch me heat up

me and plain pat contact on the same track

modern day slaves yelling: "give me my brain back!"

raps contain facts like maps of pyramids

but I'll cut your ears off, cuz you ain't hearing it....

Vivid how I paint this, Rayz and green dealing

high degrees of patience, stay casing

Justice the Janitor, life is high maintenance

foul flagrant, winer of the ancients, smell the fragrance

titanium wristband, back stroke in quicksand

iron fist, velvet glove slid on my brick hand

my Nike swish land right over my Nick Vans

excel, laid back in Hell with a kickstand

study they movement, like blind ninjas, infrasensor

niggas got on sandals, in the middle of the winter

stuck on six, like chicks, bitch slow your dick tip

flip sick scripts, can't even hold your shit liquids

fresh enough to make a dope feind close the vien

tear my shirt off, just to expose my chain

you know my name, knowledge actions, now

I wanna cry, but I'm so happy I can't frown

like I wanna throw God on the ground

pick him back up and start laughin

run through times square flashin

blasting, just to see cypher's reactions

then disappear, like flesh after years in the casket

a-ha-ha....C Rayz Walz!!!!.....in the house.....recognize my crew

Stronghold....

Y'all niggas getting gloss in the Porshe and got robbed

my style fucks your head up, like elevators blowjobs

go to jail, while I'm in the streets eatin

hotel suite beatin, rhyme releasin

your styles like Rome, I ancient ruin it

you talk about gats on tracks, who doing that?

Squirtin, don't be the next missing person

first in, Howling like Thirstin while you rehearsing

Maury Povich covering fag rap aerobics

your sneakers wrinkle, my eyes twinkle on some glow shit

blow with angels, conversate with culprits, blaze form

analyze stars like Lloyd Strayhorn

floss and get your papers lost like beef with the prison boss,

on a crash collision course in a drunk driven Porsche

picture me in a box bleeding, corrupt reasons

crush emcess like fuck truck season

what you believe in?, thank god if you still breathin

cuz I roll like [ ? ]

What y'all trying to do, we already did it

your weekly sum equals new kicks and fitteds

spit blizzard, for my brethren in prison

that chick, you stick it?, get your ass in the clinic

I vision myself, taking no shorts like bar midgets

speak physics, conjugate a picnic

the gifted, politic and rhyme money shipment

royalties, cop more war equipment

roll with the ghetto fitness, knuckle swiftness, relentless

quickness, blink and you missed it

C-Rayz Walz in your district

Stronghold!!! FUCK EMCEES WITH NO MIC CONTROL!!!