Pumpkinhead - Swordfish lyrics
rate me(feat. Archrival)
[Pumpkinhead:]
Yo, Marco turn my head.. what the hell?!
Yo, the beat's backward dawg
Marco, put down that cigarette man
Put it forwards, let's go
Aight, that's what I'm talkin about, yeah
Uh-huh, it's Pumpkinhead
Marco Polo on the beat
En garde, draw your weapon, put it to a test
I'm a swordfish that'll carve a P on your chest
I shit on rookies and pee on the best
Do it to +Def+ like +Mos+ did, when he had no kids
And I refuse to lose my hunger, I'll eat 'til I get so big
It'll look like I got no ribs
I'm not scurred of these thugs that bust blank shots like they don't jizz
Fo' shizz, half of you asswipes don't know what dope is
Here's the prime example, exhibit A
I collide a candle just by rhymin at you, so I spit away
Spit split wigs not a barber but I give a fade like scissor blades
Lyrics spray and ricochet off your frickin face
I'm in the place like I just got reprimanded
So strong when I give pounds dudes get mad cause I'm heavy handed
This is high powered full voltage tilt the meter
From a swordfish that'll poke a hole in your speaker
[Chorus: x2]
Can you catch it got it caught it can you spit it hot retarded
Can you flip it back and forth, rip a track in half and toss it
Do it 'til there's no one left, from the stage to the office
You a guppy in hot water duelin with a pair of swordfish
[Pumpkinhead:]
My introduction to this game, was on an independent
And I rocked shows even with 20 people in attendance
I'm the truest essence of a secret weapon
I can freak a sentence with a speech impediment, and still teach a lesson
Third album, so this just might be the charm
Timed out songs, so it just might be the bomb
Matter of fact, I'ma stop spittin cause I got the title
Now introducin to you the big homey Archrival
[Archrival:]
i'm bout to take like a stick up, the fame from these lames that bitch up /
disdained cause the way they spit sucks, it aint Rivals blame they're mixed up /
i'm changin the game from this junk, they're claimin is flame when piss drunk /
affraid to be strange cause its just, insane to be brave with scriptures /
shit man i dare ya to picture, me being plain when i spit the /
derranged phrases i think up, serrated aimin to hit ya /
to mame and aid in your disa-ppearance you're claimin they'll miss ya /
but plain as day is they'll diss ya, before your grave can be filled up /
my crown aint gonna fit ya..................trust and believe /
i treat the studio like i treat your girl...i bust and i leave /
its a must that i lead, its something to see, i'm disrupting the feed /
of every radio station thats corrupting the seeds /
i'ma cut til they bleed.....make'em suffer a slow death /
and leave them questioning how i could spit half a verse in a breath /
a Deity in the flesh....you seein me is a less /
than probable episode...i'm sick of being the best
[Chorus]
[Pumpkinhead:]
Yeah, it's Pumpkinhead
Archrival, Marco Polo
On this fire beat yo Marco man this beat is crazy
I don't think heads out there is ready..
Yo Marco man, see I'm just
I'm I'm tryin to give you a compliment
And you gon' put the beat backwards again
You see you play too much man, you Canadians damnit
Go to the next track
