Trouble Eve Of lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Trouble (Eve Of Destruction) lyrics {mc s are in..} x2   ripping you to shitzo get you on your tiptoes I m a drama dropper stomping all up in your zipcode schizophrenic your panniced running from my epilogue rap is like an insect crushed that I be steppin on lethal weapon armed deafen all yall heads up to the point of where your nervous smoking pall mall grits I m coming at ya busting at ya like a sawed off bit you feel the horror of the slaughter then your halued off wrecked I m breaking all yall necks in half flex know the mathmatic formulas of fury hey lets go the path of the terror dome zone dwellar never goin gold nigga better phone home tell them mail a chrome tombstone head up on a pedastal a medical attention couldnt ever make it better from the metaphor of lynching now get up out the kitchen before you burn from the diction with your head up in this bitch until you learn with conviction I m addicted to inflicting you with your self-doubt sticking the key to the ignition and I blow men down facillities belittle mc s we killen em squeeze the mental trigger when i enter spittin venom with ease bring it   {mc s are in..} x2   faster than a speeding bullet power of a BART train naturally the coolest when I m rolling with my thought train fill me up with octane mentally are my brains coming down the chimeny slipping gifts up in your stocking I came to win not just to play because I got game niggas playing hard and cant identify with my pain clean the hemoglobin off your sweater after I stain fit condition lyracisim like jack lalanne my main point is to show you i m the jizoint rappers never captitvate i d rather hear a pig oink pin point precision impairin yalls vision a lyrical wizzical microphone magician pull a rabit out a hat and send him back to his habitat your buried in the pages of my rhyme flow avalanche put your smak down on your candy ass critics the extravagant battle cat totallin your cadillac matter factly blackalicious in your factory fatter raps be bustin puss out your acne planned a wack scheme to attack me shattered that dream at a rapid ass speed black bring it back trouble   {mc s are in trouble} x3 song lyrics