CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Oh No! (Freestyle)
Sinister S: 1 for The Devil. 2 for The Rejects. Ain't nobody better and it ain't no secret!
(Khaotic)
'Tic's worse, you wanna hear me drop a sick verse?
About to become the second rapper to eat someone alive after Big Lurch
You think yourself a big dog? You're not in my pedigree, you lack
There's science to this magic, a bit of chemistry in fact
So why you thinking my rhymes might never top yours?
Trust me I go harder than fossilised triceratops turds
Watch how I like my eyes wide like I thrive in terror
My dilemma, I know, eyes low like I'm stoned like Emma
This sh*t is simple and basic, I'm just crazy, I ain't wasting
My best lines, I decline and pace it, you ain't been faced with
The rhymes of a guy and the life and times like Jay-Z
And a mind like a nine, remind I get psyched when I wave it
It's bad behaviour
So if you're acting like pussies, someone might hunt you
So meet me at 3 O'Clock after school, how's that for being punctual?
You won't find a meaner writer, oh yes I've been a lion
Been to enlighten and light up stages since you've been in diapers
Fake haters I make 'em past tense like a prequel
I call my left hand "the truth", it knocks sense into people
I'm here to get your girl in bed, wetter than speed cruises
Coz the only bootlegs I do is the one's that leave bruises
It's ok, it's all right, you can bleed Judas
In a cypher with me, you can talk sweet and leave toothless
Coz I came here to hijack your whole brain
And turn a terrorist attack into soul plane, that's my goal mane
Coz first comes the pity then the disdain
If you were hot, you couldn't hold a pen to my name
I keep chilled knowing you make few friends in this game
And I like my tea icy b*t*h like the end of my name
I'm like a bullet in the wind and you're just squeezing slow
Facing the axe like being cut off a TV show
I'm against apartheid, I won't depart from my pride
I'm Scottish and high up in the sky so call me Marty Mcfly, b*t*h!
(Khaotic)
'Tic's worse, you wanna hear me drop a sick verse?
About to become the second rapper to eat someone alive after Big Lurch
You think yourself a big dog? You're not in my pedigree, you lack
There's science to this magic, a bit of chemistry in fact
So why you thinking my rhymes might never top yours?
Trust me I go harder than fossilised triceratops turds
Watch how I like my eyes wide like I thrive in terror
My dilemma, I know, eyes low like I'm stoned like Emma
This sh*t is simple and basic, I'm just crazy, I ain't wasting
My best lines, I decline and pace it, you ain't been faced with
The rhymes of a guy and the life and times like Jay-Z
And a mind like a nine, remind I get psyched when I wave it
It's bad behaviour
So if you're acting like pussies, someone might hunt you
So meet me at 3 O'Clock after school, how's that for being punctual?
You won't find a meaner writer, oh yes I've been a lion
Been to enlighten and light up stages since you've been in diapers
Fake haters I make 'em past tense like a prequel
I call my left hand "the truth", it knocks sense into people
I'm here to get your girl in bed, wetter than speed cruises
Coz the only bootlegs I do is the one's that leave bruises
It's ok, it's all right, you can bleed Judas
In a cypher with me, you can talk sweet and leave toothless
Coz I came here to hijack your whole brain
And turn a terrorist attack into soul plane, that's my goal mane
Coz first comes the pity then the disdain
If you were hot, you couldn't hold a pen to my name
I keep chilled knowing you make few friends in this game
And I like my tea icy b*t*h like the end of my name
I'm like a bullet in the wind and you're just squeezing slow
Facing the axe like being cut off a TV show
I'm against apartheid, I won't depart from my pride
I'm Scottish and high up in the sky so call me Marty Mcfly, b*t*h!
