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'Eve of destruction' 'Rocks the nation' 'Eve of destruction' 'Rocks the nation' 'Eve of destruction' 'Eve of destruction' 'Rocks the nation'
You niggas capitalize on lies, surprise – open your eyes Baby girl from Illadel' hear to enhance your lives Doubted my skills, bet you mad now, shoulda snatched me up I'm in L.A. now, with Dre now, ain't comin' back 'cause I'm stuck Had enough of all the bullshitters sellin' me dreams Had enough of fake cats tryin' to shine off these schemes But I'm laughin' last, down to get this cash with the Aftermath You happy being local superstar, showin' ya ass You talk the most shit, how you politickin' moves an' I crept to the top, shouldn't-a let me catch you snoozin' Me and my management team, laughin' at you while we cruisin' 'Cause we ain't got nothin' to do none of the choices you be choosin'
It's the Eve of Destruction, tracks I be fuckin' Cats be fascinated by the styles I be bustin' Got you niggas open, got you niggas lustin' Knockin' emcees on they backs, causin' lyrical concussions
Be the Eve of Destruction, tracks I be fuckin' Cats be fascinated by the styles I be bustin' Got you niggas open, got you niggas lustin' Knockin' emcees on they backs, causin' lyrical concussions
I wonder who, which one a dem a carry news An' a gwan like set, they wan dis-dis here crew But the lie, other emcees dem ready die When we grab the microphone, them praise us like Selassie I.
Me say me walk like walk like a champion, talk like a champion Emcees try fi test but dem no ready fi di outcome Guard your windows, close your doors Fuck that – hide your pens and lock your jaws Dig that? My verbal skills should be against the laws You wit' that? Now light a spliff for the Hip-Hop cause Lemme hit that, smelled the fear, you made me attack You caused your own extermination, not knowing how to act I thought I warned you not to make me mad, you just wouldn't listen Now you hidin' and duckin', prolongin' your Hip-Hop lynchin Talkin' shit, got in too deep, and huh? Caught you niggas sleepin', huh? Feelin' real fucked up, 'cause you couldn't catch me creepin', huh?
It's the Eve of Destruction, tracks I be fuckin' Cats be fascinated by the styles I be bustin' Got you niggas open, got you niggas lustin' Knockin' emcees on they backs, causin' lyrical concussions Be the Eve of Destruction, tracks I be fuckin' Cats be fascinated by the styles I be bustin' Got you niggas open, got you niggas lustin' Knockin' emcees on they backs, causin' lyrical concussions
You little bustas make me sick wit' the dumb shits Spreadin' rumors like bitches Can't turn my back on none a' ya'll, probably wind up in stitches Jealous itches y'all can't scratch, irritate your existence Tryin' to cheat your way in this race, knowin' you can't go the distance Runnin' up against the thoroughbred, outlastin' you all No matter – how long you train, gon' set yourself up to fall 'Cause I got stamina, I go as long as you need Could have seen a million bitches rhyme, but you'll remember me I be the – new choice of the Rap generation You know my name, nigga – basically, you my creation Not greater than the average man, but I'm top choice Kill competition when they listen, just by the sound of my voice
It's the Eve of Destruction, tracks I be fuckin' Cats be fascinated by the styles I be bustin' Got you niggas open, got you niggas lustin' Knockin' emcees on they backs, causin' lyrical concussions Be the Eve of Destruction, tracks I be fuckin' Cats be fascinated by the styles I be bustin' Got you niggas open, got you niggas lustin' Knockin' emcees on they backs, causin' lyrical concussions
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