Virtuoso - Beatdown Lyrics

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[** feat. jedi mind tricks t-ruckus:]

[virtuoso:]

Yo i be attestin' bad you soon discover i'm the best around*

Virtuoso omnipotent medulla rule the extra crowds

Step in battles weapon-rals give ya chest a pound

'til ya breast is ground meat

Pharaohs army sound fleet

Snatch ahold of half ya soul make casserole

Crack a pole on ya back and roll you in the blackest hole

The winter brewed enter nude amazonian jungle warfare

Silver back guerilla i'm covered in more hair

Than four chairs in a barber shop

Vocals hard as rocks and the beat's on smash

Make ya veto jigga weak foe

Cause my machete unique flow fuckin' beat yo ass

I got the key to sense or hear a deer sharp as fox

Sound as when carver chop galaxies and stars'll drop

You know virt run with ogres who throw dirt

Stomp ya ass 'til ya bones squirt like yogurt

[t-ruckus:]

Aiyyo rush extreme pervert i'm undercover covert

You need to put in work and get ya games out my face

Let the flames in the place you fuckin' wid ruck's a fatal move

You stand in disgrace yo my brain's in outerspace

Taste the toxic improved reflexes like shadowboxin'

Sternum crack extreme force applied to ya back

Pick ya torture that's the rack

I'll scortch ya with the lift

And word style i clash like (woof) with full clips

Guerilla war i killed ya core

Atilla the hun don't want none

I rap shit into the floors

Spittin' shots through ya door and kick that bitch down

From the bowel where ruck throws the mic to the ground

In discussin' ruck you trust word to us

You spittin' the shit we flush time to bust

And crack the earth's crust with one thrust

Nasty as shit toxic the hazardous analyst

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[hook]

"i got it locked from the 2-1 pound to beantown"

From philly to boston we tossin' cats to the ground

"then some clown jumps up to get beatdown"

Virtuoso t-ruckus jedi mind for the crown

"i got it locked from the 2-1 pound to beantown"

We cats that speak growls to blast ya weak sound

"then some clown jumps up to get beatdown"

Big virt ruckus jedi bring the beatdown

[vinnie paz a.k.a ikon]

Prepare for the blitzkrieg ya wrist bleed into six seas

Ya veinless my stainless will split trees

The fist need to smash through the brain

Soul of the chauvanist cast into the flame

You'll come to learn that my flesh is unslashable

You damn coward ya man power is laughable ya chest blastable

The chaplain'll smash you in the adam's apple

For not doin' what's asked of you

That's the last of you i'm a sick bastard

I spit gases and split rappers wid pick axes

From illadelph shambala to los angeles

Rappers are mummified from the number of bandages that i inflicted

With guillotine swiftness

We mean vicious and fiends can get they spleen shifted

[jus allah a.k.a megatron]

Jus allah and vinnie paz leave ya flags raised at half mast

Let the fuck off wid less crimes than fuckin' cats

The wrath leavin' you outside and jacked

Then we drop more shells than pregnant crabs

The glock make motherfuckas bow down in hell

You opened immediate like priority mail

That's my dog and i clean up after his tail

So the evidence can't pin the god in jail

Leavin' you peeled buried in an underground cell

While your family still hopin' you alive and well

Call the reaper tell him i got lives for sale

I'm paid for each motherfucka supplied to hell

I can tell y'all can provide work for me

Motherfucka like hercules first friday mercury

Virtuoso pass the blunt

And let megatron smoke these trees down to skunks

[hook x2]

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