TONEDEFF - Strongholdin' lyrics

rate me

(feat. LouCipher, Manifest, PackFM)

[Manifest]

The first miss is that you listen, the second's in suspicion

The third is rhyme addiction, whenever I be spittin

I'm flipping better flows. I think in decibels

This is the desert and you're stupid wearing leather clothes

Don't get it twisted bitch, I'm good at evil shit

Walk up in a church and make a preacher scream out 'Holy Shit!'

This niggas triple-six, but the reverse of it

Slaughter tracks sorta like the murders commited by Berkowitz

Devoted vocalist, overflowing explosive poet riffs

Don't play or beef with me, lyrics come to me easily

Sporadically transmitting freestyles, telekinetically

I burn heat with 3rd Degree emergencies, Urge Mcs with Urgency

Wage a whimsical war of written words with me

Prefer to eat the weak verbally

Speech is refered to as unique verbal surgery

[LouCipher]

It's LouCipher, cast out of heaven for throwing power trips

You need a graphing calculator to count the amount of clowns I rip

Cause once the instrumental drops, it's obvious the heads'll bop

And your mind will get molested

like an unsuspecting alterboy with a dirty priest in the confession box

Cause any amount of bars with no hook will leave your flow shook

You couldn't come across a dope rhyme if you jerked off on my notebook

This Fallen Angel, stronghold affiliate

Will make even the hardest rapping thug look like a silly bitch

Always killin it

And you must've lost your sense of touch if you ain't feeling it

A Strongholder of Mics the second I grab it

I'll stab your ideas till your thoughts are laid out in a casket

You've just been decapitated, put the fucking head in a basket

Don't incite my wrath

Your writtens are the shit, cause I used em to wipe my ass

[PackFM]

Yo, It's PackFM and strongheezy, roll like dice that's in monopoly

Game like Parker Brothers, niggas ain't coming as properly

You ain't on to that? Then, you gots to be... Fuck your thoughts of battling me

Forget about it, bout it, there's no limit to my masterpiece

This nonsense has to cease, cause Pack's a beast on the loose

Whippin kids like child abuse, once I put my style to use

Steppin' to me with an excuse is useless, cause I'm too slick

Styles are ruthless, leave you with no use for toothpics

My title's undisputed, but right now, I'm at my peak

Every bar that I freak opens doors like Dominique

The rhymes you kick are kinda weak, Definition of obsolete

You never felt this kinda heat, find my style hard to freak

Next time you feature me, you'd better put this shit first

Cause cats will skip through the whole CD just to hear my verse

[Tonedeff]

I'm cursing any available rhyme-merchant

So, try purchasing 9 verses of my verbal assertions

turning your words worthless

Tonedeff with Stronghold? That's like, Damn! No words to describe this

Even Bob Barker knows that it's priceless

Time to ignite this, I claim know things

And your Flightless, like an being Ostrich on a plane with no wings

Cause we be the bilingual flow kings

They won't allow me in battles anymore

cause the clubs I hit are non smoking

I be thought-provoking, spit at pop-filters until they soaking

Leave wack emcees HOPPING mad like sapos screaming COQUI

I blow the fucking house down in one PUFF

Regardless of how I sever hearts, it's One Love

Concealing my skills is a Tough Bluff

Like playing the poker with a straight face

with aces being the only cards that come up

Your whole crew is dumb-fucks they trying to front with they guns up

It's all peace, but in prom night fashion they get done up

I play for 1-Ups, but don't march to the drum of fate

If I got one life to live, then I rob cats for the other eight

And count it down, 1-2-3-4-5

The illest underground hip-hop, we bring it to you live

For 2000 Milleni-I, it's like that

If this shit is off the chain, fuck it y'all; we stole the bike-rack