Since breast-feeding, my flesh-eating flows
Had the best leading rappers' chests beating, fast
Best dash, leave and lit your head
You and your men Jack can sit back from the impact
Like I was sitting strapped when napalm buried your skin, cat
Make you suffer from internal bleeding
Home gone, skull torn, showin' family mourn
Throwin' dirt, but the search for the killer still long gone
Attack you, nigga; sneak up from the back and get you with raps
Then slit your throat like they wrote about Jack the Ripper
My dough short, with no thoughts, I let my flows scorch
And burn your whole fort down to the ground like a blowtorch
This mad will gets fans killed in a landfill
Make you stand still, get your head and hands drilled damn real
I aim raps like I aim gats to the head where said
I'mma stalk your boys, travel like a Tomahawk
Eat'em so bad, you'll think it's Dahmer's fort the way they find the corpse
And wild lames get migraines like the sun of hot flames
They bought frames tinted or their eye drains
Peeps at shows, making each of my foes decompose
Thoughts of anger, those in my torture chamber, I abort with hangers
Brave men get bitch-smacked
Make your ribs crack and cave in (yeah)
This is Percee P, every verse from me
For any entertainer I got a torture chamber
Torch the flame to scorch and abort the brain
Forcing pain to contort your veins
Make a gelatin of a skeleton to support your frame
Orchestration with adequate manifestation
Panic awaits them in an attic or basement
Grab and jab a knife to give him an enema
The lips of a snake that I hit with a rake to aggravate
Activate the radioactive waste
To drown a clown in a bath that assassinates
Fascinated with acid I ate it and hallucinated
While I bruised and mutilated
Your central nervous system sending nervous victims
Through a mechanism that'll bend, tend and twist 'em
Shred 'em, behead 'em before I get 'em I let 'em
Get a glance at the, two-headed tarantula
Avalanche and an antler to puncture pant legs
I jam dead corpses In hand-fed portions
In through the jaws of a man-bred swordfish
Altered genetically to have big teeth that kill
While the henchmen keep him still!
A secret thrill exists within the mind
Of a frequent killer skilled at bending rhymes
To the shape of an axe, scrape and attack;
No escaping the facts, placed in the vat
Where in the neck is a knife that's black and char-broiled
Remove your legs and make you ride a bike and blow the dynamite!
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:16.833]Since breast-feeding, my flesh-eating flows
[00:18.590]Had the best leading rappers' chests beating, fast
[00:20.849]Best dash, leave and lit your head
[00:26.618]You and your men Jack can sit back from the impact
[00:28.540]Like I was sitting strapped when napalm buried your skin, cat
[00:33.568]Make you suffer from internal bleeding
[00:40.092]Home gone, skull torn, showin' family mourn
[00:42.100]Throwin' dirt, but the search for the killer still long gone
[00:44.359]Attack you, nigga; sneak up from the back and get you with raps
[00:46.869]Then slit your throat like they wrote about Jack the Ripper
[00:48.877]My dough short, with no thoughts, I let my flows scorch
[00:51.387]And burn your whole fort down to the ground like a blowtorch
[00:53.393]This mad will gets fans killed in a landfill
[00:55.652]Make you stand still, get your head and hands drilled damn real
[00:57.909]I aim raps like I aim gats to the head where said
[01:02.425]I'mma stalk your boys, travel like a Tomahawk
[01:04.684]Eat'em so bad, you'll think it's Dahmer's fort the way they find the corpse
[01:06.942]And wild lames get migraines like the sun of hot flames
[01:09.702]They bought frames tinted or their eye drains
[01:13.716]Peeps at shows, making each of my foes decompose
[01:15.723]Thoughts of anger, those in my torture chamber, I abort with hangers
[01:17.983]Brave men get bitch-smacked
[01:22.513]Make your ribs crack and cave in (yeah)
[01:24.776]This is Percee P, every verse from me
[01:42.876]For any entertainer I got a torture chamber
[01:44.884]Torch the flame to scorch and abort the brain
[01:47.141]Forcing pain to contort your veins
[01:49.149]Make a gelatin of a skeleton to support your frame
[01:51.408]Orchestration with adequate manifestation
[01:53.918]Panic awaits them in an attic or basement
[01:58.183]Grab and jab a knife to give him an enema
[02:02.951]The lips of a snake that I hit with a rake to aggravate
[02:04.706]Activate the radioactive waste
[02:07.216]To drown a clown in a bath that assassinates
[02:09.725]Fascinated with acid I ate it and hallucinated
[02:11.984]While I bruised and mutilated
[02:14.243]Your central nervous system sending nervous victims
[02:16.752]Through a mechanism that'll bend, tend and twist 'em
[02:18.760]Shred 'em, behead 'em before I get 'em I let 'em
[02:21.018]Get a glance at the, two-headed tarantula
[02:22.524]Avalanche and an antler to puncture pant legs
[02:27.292]I jam dead corpses In hand-fed portions
[02:29.551]In through the jaws of a man-bred swordfish
[02:31.810]Altered genetically to have big teeth that kill
[02:34.570]While the henchmen keep him still!
[02:36.075]A secret thrill exists within the mind
[02:37.832]Of a frequent killer skilled at bending rhymes
[02:40.592]To the shape of an axe, scrape and attack;
[02:42.851]No escaping the facts, placed in the vat
[02:44.858]Where in the neck is a knife that's black and char-broiled
[02:52.140]Remove your legs and make you ride a bike and blow the dynamite!
Since breast-feeding, my flesh-eating flows
Had the best leading rappers' chests beating, fast
Best dash, leave and lit your head
You and your men Jack can sit back from the impact
Like I was sitting strapped when napalm buried your skin, cat
Make you suffer from internal bleeding
Home gone, skull torn, showin' family mourn
Throwin' dirt, but the search for the killer still long gone
Attack you, nigga; sneak up from the back and get you with raps
Then slit your throat like they wrote about Jack the Ripper
My dough short, with no thoughts, I let my flows scorch
And burn your whole fort down to the ground like a blowtorch
This mad will gets fans killed in a landfill
Make you stand still, get your head and hands drilled damn real
I aim raps like I aim gats to the head where said
I'mma stalk your boys, travel like a Tomahawk
Eat'em so bad, you'll think it's Dahmer's fort the way they find the corpse
And wild lames get migraines like the sun of hot flames
They bought frames tinted or their eye drains
Peeps at shows, making each of my foes decompose
Thoughts of anger, those in my torture chamber, I abort with hangers
Brave men get bitch-smacked
Make your ribs crack and cave in (yeah)
This is Percee P, every verse from me
For any entertainer I got a torture chamber
Torch the flame to scorch and abort the brain
Forcing pain to contort your veins
Make a gelatin of a skeleton to support your frame
Orchestration with adequate manifestation
Panic awaits them in an attic or basement
Grab and jab a knife to give him an enema
The lips of a snake that I hit with a rake to aggravate
Activate the radioactive waste
To drown a clown in a bath that assassinates
Fascinated with acid I ate it and hallucinated
While I bruised and mutilated
Your central nervous system sending nervous victims
Through a mechanism that'll bend, tend and twist 'em
Shred 'em, behead 'em before I get 'em I let 'em
Get a glance at the, two-headed tarantula
Avalanche and an antler to puncture pant legs
I jam dead corpses In hand-fed portions
In through the jaws of a man-bred swordfish
Altered genetically to have big teeth that kill
While the henchmen keep him still!
A secret thrill exists within the mind
Of a frequent killer skilled at bending rhymes
To the shape of an axe, scrape and attack;
No escaping the facts, placed in the vat
Where in the neck is a knife that's black and char-broiled
Remove your legs and make you ride a bike and blow the dynamite!
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:16.833]Since breast-feeding, my flesh-eating flows
[00:18.590]Had the best leading rappers' chests beating, fast
[00:20.849]Best dash, leave and lit your head
[00:26.618]You and your men Jack can sit back from the impact
[00:28.540]Like I was sitting strapped when napalm buried your skin, cat
[00:33.568]Make you suffer from internal bleeding
[00:40.092]Home gone, skull torn, showin' family mourn
[00:42.100]Throwin' dirt, but the search for the killer still long gone
[00:44.359]Attack you, nigga; sneak up from the back and get you with raps
[00:46.869]Then slit your throat like they wrote about Jack the Ripper
[00:48.877]My dough short, with no thoughts, I let my flows scorch
[00:51.387]And burn your whole fort down to the ground like a blowtorch
[00:53.393]This mad will gets fans killed in a landfill
[00:55.652]Make you stand still, get your head and hands drilled damn real
[00:57.909]I aim raps like I aim gats to the head where said
[01:02.425]I'mma stalk your boys, travel like a Tomahawk
[01:04.684]Eat'em so bad, you'll think it's Dahmer's fort the way they find the corpse
[01:06.942]And wild lames get migraines like the sun of hot flames
[01:09.702]They bought frames tinted or their eye drains
[01:13.716]Peeps at shows, making each of my foes decompose
[01:15.723]Thoughts of anger, those in my torture chamber, I abort with hangers
[01:17.983]Brave men get bitch-smacked
[01:22.513]Make your ribs crack and cave in (yeah)
[01:24.776]This is Percee P, every verse from me
[01:42.876]For any entertainer I got a torture chamber
[01:44.884]Torch the flame to scorch and abort the brain
[01:47.141]Forcing pain to contort your veins
[01:49.149]Make a gelatin of a skeleton to support your frame
[01:51.408]Orchestration with adequate manifestation
[01:53.918]Panic awaits them in an attic or basement
[01:58.183]Grab and jab a knife to give him an enema
[02:02.951]The lips of a snake that I hit with a rake to aggravate
[02:04.706]Activate the radioactive waste
[02:07.216]To drown a clown in a bath that assassinates
[02:09.725]Fascinated with acid I ate it and hallucinated
[02:11.984]While I bruised and mutilated
[02:14.243]Your central nervous system sending nervous victims
[02:16.752]Through a mechanism that'll bend, tend and twist 'em
[02:18.760]Shred 'em, behead 'em before I get 'em I let 'em
[02:21.018]Get a glance at the, two-headed tarantula
[02:22.524]Avalanche and an antler to puncture pant legs
[02:27.292]I jam dead corpses In hand-fed portions
[02:29.551]In through the jaws of a man-bred swordfish
[02:31.810]Altered genetically to have big teeth that kill
[02:34.570]While the henchmen keep him still!
[02:36.075]A secret thrill exists within the mind
[02:37.832]Of a frequent killer skilled at bending rhymes
[02:40.592]To the shape of an axe, scrape and attack;
[02:42.851]No escaping the facts, placed in the vat
[02:44.858]Where in the neck is a knife that's black and char-broiled
[02:52.140]Remove your legs and make you ride a bike and blow the dynamite!
Out the dungeon of the brain pain I came
With the sell-a-lot plot from the megawatt mainframe
With a suit made of electricity..
With a suit made of el...
I promise my darling with ring on finger
I will love you for good
You're always living in my dream for better or for worse
I promise my darling with...
At Web's and have him a drink 'fore he went home to her
Andy Wolloe said hello
And he said, "Hi, what's doin', Wo?"
Said, "Sit down, I got some bad ne...
good morning to you
good morning to you
good morning dear father
good morning to you
good morning to you
good morning to you
good morning dear mother
...
I first saw the Earth (in 78)
Around the same time that rap music saw its first plate
Nowadays my aim's to be a kingpin with words
Kids will jock my p...
I Promise my darling
with ring on finger
I will love you for good
You're always
living in my dream
for better or for worse
I Promise my darling
with k...
We're gathering, summoned by the elder
The consequence of what's imminent
Forces them to face human intent
The chosen seek refuge in the mountains
Rel...