INSPECTAH DECK - Semi - Automatic Full Rap Metal Jacket lyrics
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Yoyo...
Chorus: u-god
You can't hack the tactics
Of a semi-automatic full rap fanatic
You can't hack the tactics
Of a semi-automatic full rap fanatic
Verse one: u-god
I make mean lean when I pump my spunk
And hands of chumpof machine gun funk
I blisslike the fistof the mantis
Those who oppose get dropped and hit the canvas
With rigormor'I hit you in the core and
Pop your legs well in the figure four
You can't stop the force when the blood is coursin
ExtortionI'm comin like the headless horseman
Enforcintortureous slang from a fortune
Swordsmanthrow your rap corpse in coffins
Don't pop glocks at me then cop a plea
A hundred thousand leagues beneath the sea
Deep depths makes rappers salted
Weak rappers asses I cracks my footoff in
Lay down them lines with them hard hits
And I'm harminbombinwith heavy bombardments
Pushinpoetrylike weed by the pounds
Underground railroad rza track lay it down
I'm hard as pavementyou gaze from amazement
Knock you in the head you wonder where the days went
It's golden banglesmicrophone getting strangled
Five-star generalscars you want to angle
Bizarre thrillerwar scar for a killer
Sheisty mic device got my hand-piece throbbin
Slice mics precise on down to ice carvings
Chorus 2x
Verse two: inspector deck
Yo
I set the mic in flamesbomb like fighter planes
Mc's are shot down long range with sniper aim
No question marksthe session starts with sparks
My flows explodes like hand grenades through your parts
Universal soldiermo's the holder
Globe in both handsborn to be sole controller
Hit the world full blastmy crime pays cash
Slip past these cyphers and the flash from the photograph
Best-seller compose a rough draft
Razor sharp vocabulary cut glass
Actual facts crowds of thousands collapse
You can't catch my style with bugs and phone taps
Whether rhymes or crimesI want mines regardless
Hard targetsunderground like black markets
Pirates of the darkest water feel the aura
Importer of rough raps that's snuck cross the border
Semi-automatic attack'll spray y'all
Liquid sword swingin slay allI'm awol
Chorus 1.5x
Verse three: street thug
Wu-tang bekillin you softly with this song
You won't survive the outcome I bring def jams to your eardrums
P.l.o. hits the hardestregardless
Felony offenders catchin murder one charges
Open casesgot me smoked out in staircases
The dark crusader jackin cats in elevators
I strike back like the jedifrom n.y.
It's I illifyindope rhyme supplyin
I be all you need to rock these mic devices
Projectile shaolin style exiles your juvenile freestyle
I'm not your basic street entrepeneuercrime tourpacks the luger
High pursuit for the cream like the bodyguard from bejing
Inject you with the morphinethen I flee the murder scene
On your facilitiesthe penaltydoa
Bomb shell your burrow like bombay
Opposites attack that's why these thieves stay strapped
As wetravel the glove to put shaolin on the map
I show loyaltyto my fans fully
Operational rapsthat bust through your skully
I'm rated second-to-none I be the top gun
From the land of the slums spittin blades from my tongue
Park your slug slingerhit you with the sleeper
Hit-seekersounds that be a-ttackin your speaker
Watch me bang the headpiece kid there's no survival
My flow lights up the block like a homicidal
Murderunderground beef for the burger
P.l.o.criminal thoughts you never heard of
