Warbux - Wu-Flix lyrics

[Sample] [?] English, motherf**er, do you speak it!? [Verse 1: Gravity] Fat chinchilla jackets, ma**ive scrilla Ninja rap, guerrilla tactics, mad master k**er Clan tracksmith, drunk monkey, the bad a** (ba*tard) Dispatching nasties on these wack, backpackin' rappers The samurai tuckin' the blade You's gon' get your b**h back when I'm done f**in' her face I'm shoving a wang in her jaw, let it all (hang) Orangutan slang, strange renaissance, Capdonna Page, cage fighter, ghost k**ah, Wu track force Visit the village of craft, this is the rap lord Bang on the repercussion drum, pump slum science Rum diet, ten rapplications, one client, I am (drunk) Slumped I am, punch junk, rhyme [?] bolts So fly, maniacal, fire floats at vile vultures No style, so idol, wild, so profess Don't flex on the kid, don't step, aight? [Sample] How does one do that? Hm? How does one k** a man? It's one thing to dream about it Very different when you have to do it with your own hand [Verse 2: Warbux] This has probably been a long time comin' And these small time thuggers spent a long time runnin' from this all-time great Only forty plus a hunnid, but you couldn't hold my weight So f** it, straight gunnin' from the old line state That is Murdalyn, never heard of it? Well, I preferred ya didn't But the burner's sure to turn your sh** into a tourniquet And you'll be learnin' quick I'm earnin' as earnest a livin' as any surgeon is with every word I spit And every bird I flip, I'm raising the stakes here Literarilly, should be comparing me to Shakespeare A little heresy, but something I wanna make clear I'm just a lost soul at the crossroads of the eighth sphere "The Devil's gate's near," that's what they all say And then they see my long grey beard and a 3 pronged blade So on a off day, I might perform facial feng shui Till your nostrils are facing the wrong way [Verse 3: Canibus] This is Wu-Flix, knock your teeth out with a toothpick I hear you spittin' that bullsh** I chop your mama arm off with a katana and stick dick to ya father You won't ever be the same, gra**hopper "I'll murder the motherf**er," yeah, I know you would There are many things the rest of us would do if we could I do whatever it takes to keep you alive I go outside, knowing that I'm gonna die Standing in the corner, I got my Sticky Fingaz face on Count to four, bum rush the door n***a tried to rush me, I bust three Turn him to duck meat, the 187 was rusty Motherf**er don't touch me, walk around, everybody love me Benetton suits and gumbys So if the boy wants to have s**, then let him have s** When he turns eighteen, I'll let him sleep with my ex, next [Verse 4: DZK] My iron fortress is protected by the eye of Horus The vile sorcerer that rides atop of wild horses Settle scores of vendettas, left your shelter scorched Delta squad, melt your paws with a welder's torch Never knelt before God, never felt remorse Spinning propellers, left fellas short on my heliport In the morgue cellar, fill a drawer with a headless corpse My album's f**ed up, that sh**'ll never sell in stores (No) My consumer base is viewed as a mutant race Humans that groove from the fumes of nuclear waste If you get a taste of my music, you get erased And interchange with the image of your living Wraith Grippin' what the city can't, pistol whippin' little fake Children when I'm spittin' written riddles in a fit of rage I wanna murder motherf**ers with my vocal sound And choke 'em with the smoke that get ejected from my open mouth [Sample] Damn it, this guy sure moves fast You're a famous fighter, you shouldn't say that Not about you [?] Huey, put up