The Entree Lyrics - Obscure Disorder

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*** MC known as Science is now known as I-Con ***

"Yo nothing but the hotness whenever we drop this"
"514 are the coordinates"
"Yo nothing but the hotness whenever we..."
"Drooooop" <-- Pharcyde
"Hit me" *scratched by A-Trak*
Logik

[Logik]
O.D. shit, start at the beginning like birth
I plant my seed first, all legiondary thoughout the Earth
I spit my true worth, y'all talk xxxx at the very least
I make my people rise up, I lace my lyrics with yeast
I highlight like a feltpen, get felt like a highlighter
I'm that same cat that turned rhyme cats to rhyme biters
Frontliners to Flatliners
I made die hard soldiers camaflague with eye liner
But these shot fire, to spit ashes
Linguistically attract masses, physically slap you backwards
You whole style awkward, game predictable like clockwork
Show your colours man, hike up that skirt
Yeah, you bust premature when you heard Obscure's a skin pigment
Imagine that, the main figment
Stay distant, 'cause we wild like Serengetti
Get ready, niggas are useless like biscuits on safety

CHORUS [Obscure Disorder]
We make it hot
If the stakes is high, raise the stocks
If hard knocks is still with us, raise your glocks
If you got love for your niggas, raise the blocks
We from Mont Real, bringing the real, blaze the spots
We make it hot
If the stakes is high, raise the stocks
If hard knocks is still with us, raise your glocks
If you got love for your niggas, raise the blocks
We from Mont Real, bringing the real, blaze the spots

[I-Con]
Sit back and incinerate
Expect the bigger rate if I reinerate, just one line
Niggas better have your back 'cause I hunt spines
With clutch rhymes at crunch time, unexpected
Introduce y'all to what the Montreal dialect is
I sword methods, shaking down your small weapons
xxxx Lugers(?), you die sooner with chokers jokers(?)
I shoot maneuvers, I like bathed with new consumers
Your laws are like intercourse when I jerk off you had be better off
Set 'em off to the trench at any expense
Past present and future I be rapping intense
Didn't get the double meaning, think of strong arm and musclin' me
Try that shit, and have you raching your demise that quick
Colliding on me is like you'll deciding to be
A marked man, run down by an unmarked van
Abort your plans, to blow on you, you an unarmed man
Couldn't rock a charm if you had one in your hand

CHORUS

[Eclipse]
Casually walking in on my own
Usually don't give a xxxx who's around, having dialogues in my dome
Suddenly I felt the light change, I could chill on my bone
Try to conceal it to my surprise see reality shown
Once were rags and riches, played with sticks and stones
Opened my eyes seen your lies now your cover was blown
This do or die xxxx was like a dice game and I couldn't explain it
Mercy on a nigga that was dropped on this planet
xxxx is manic causing panic in static
Like wearing skirts in the casually zone
Look at us, Kings and Queens that have became from the throne
Scientist clones, human beings in my face
I'm really seeing morning noon, day and night
From January to December, it's like an apocalyptic site
See I thought I read the book, I guess the title wasn't right, aight

*A-Trak cutting and scratching beat*

CHORUS
What!

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