• Tag Archives Michellins Spinnin
  • Binary Star – Slang Blade II (Waterworld 3 Album)

    Have you said yellin this,

    WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?

    Decompoze embellish

    Lo speech impediment

    Flows on a pedestal

    Rooms call me Elephant

    Bombing your caSsettlement

    Resident of Terrorist

    Not killing the heretics

    With English speaking Arabic

    I’m talking bout America

    The Media with Narratives

    Mr Wizard of Oz,

    you might be thinkin Maryland

    Wishin you had brain,

    crows be on that scary ish

    Lion/lying you sayin my science wasn’t on that rare ish

    Need at least ten/Tin man, to BANG in comparison

    Keep you on ya toes

    Witch/which ever beat I cherry pick

    Wide open layups

    And high off the J’s butt

    I climbed on the way up

    Holdem up wait up, nope

    Foot on the Break up

    Wheels spinning
    beginning
    women
    Mo-men-tum
    straight up

    My lines never enough

    rhymes get buffet rushed

    Skills, they pay da bills
    eat a meal
    lick the plate up

    The only weight up

    On scale 1 to 7 you get 8/ate up

    Cookies I bake up

    Tell’em to wake up

    Sonny scare Cher and smear a lotta mascara

    I handle Barbells
    you boys Hannah Barbara

    One Be Lo said/set it,

    temperature dropping the weather

    I sell a a Capella

    like helicopter propeller

    That’s Way over ya head of my time watching the weather

    Strike a vibe voluntary involve not a vendetta

    And then I kill his opinion

    As tho I chill as the villain

    As Proof you witness the killin

    Some people listen to Dilla

    Cold as Michigan winter

    See ever finger that shiver

    Don’t mean it’s pulling the trigger

    More like a temperature feeling

    Now clearly what you hear is a mirror image of Guinness

    Cuz before the record ended I started a new beginning

    From little pimpin’ to pilgrims

    I circled around the building

    Malcolm X/Exit and Enter

    Metaphors in my lyrics

    I Shredder

    like Macaroni and Chedder for dinner

    And most rap ninjas
    snitches

    kick it with splinter

    Downtown drop it hot

    I’m crowned Jean Basquiat

    You crossin these words,

    you da SAMO/ same ole
    carbon cop

    Always making something fresh for tomorrow

    Beef-

    you looking kinda loose in a taco

    Magic-

    my state of mind dropping outta college

    You ain’t Worthy for the position

    They shoot you in the googles

    I hook’em like Abdul Jabbar,

    do the puzzle

    that’s As Salaam,

    the Laker

    the one, triple double

    33 degrees

    Phoenix, Zeus and Apollo

    Compoze been freakin flows
    since high school wit Rahlo

    O Type, Juice, Chicago

    the proof is in the bottle

    I Cruise through deez Crews like the Coups in the Congo

    Skills on the Console

    Seals on the Envelope

    fans fell Domino

    one man yell Geronomooo

    Pirate the guess spot

    Find Treasure chest spot

    Sniper taking my best shot

    Aiming it at tha desk job

    Over the limit the Michellins Spinnin’ I’m kicking it in yo’ face

    If you wanna know what the hell it is?

    That venomous poison slang