The Plague - Ill Section lyrics

[Verse 1: Marv the Martian] Slapping birds silly Plague doctors ain't sh** More devastating than when Osama let them planes hit When I'm spitting to these bars I start feeling sick Ill so I'm murdering these f**en beats I'm cold k**ing it Causing earthquakes That's making the ground split These roughest tremors being sparked By my drum kits The throne's ready for the king Now let me sit I'm leaving other whack rappers In the deepest pits But f** this I've had enough of rhyming it I'm through No biting here So think twice before you start to chew My punch lines They be leaving punks up in comas More swag than your b**h's Caked on f**en make-over A lost cause You just lingering so press pause Grimey a** kids That stay's raw as f**en shattered jaws Never been about bragging Though I'm bagging toys No joy when I throw them in The f**en trash again Whack rappers babbling About their flashy rings Golds and diamonds all the time it's like Replaying the track again Steel concrete and radiation No variation I've been contained But still meltdown the insulation Home invasion Bust in with both guns blazing Infestation we plagueing Right past your radio station First place At the front of this f**en race I'm hitting home runs While you still stuck on the first base I'm not sane If your feeling what I'm saying Wreaking havoc on your flights ho Snakes on a plane Finish off with a bang Spat my slang And your fame is what I've claimed 'cause this mic just got slain b**h [Verse 2: NYuon] Ill but I ain't Twisted like your face Scrunched up from the hate Why your eyes all teary Like I shot them up with mace Ha ha now let me laugh for a second f** what you reckon You such a fake b**h I took your chain for a necklace I kick back with the plague 'cause I'm so immune Join the the tribune 'cause It's the best move We up in the basement spitting top tunes While you up on that fake sh** Making f**ed moves And I'm so, bonkers Honest, socially awkward If you don't know me then keep moving forward You know it, come on kid You play the game but I go harder Which means i go farther Feeling like coach carter Screaming in my ear for the whole damn four quarters This sh** is unfair No cure here The plague on a deadly path 'til the new year And if you do hear About a fake b**h, send their details to us 'cause we break sh** Or we'll send your a** to uncle nick motherf**ers!