Yeah Yeah Yeah,
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Lyrical monsoon drum circle: second moon/ like the Matrix 2 Im coming soon to a music city Porpheus theater near you/ hottes shit you can Download now what you gonna do/ you gon get hooked to this shit I just warned you
(Verse 1)
Fresh on the scene like a full tank of petrol/ Langman on tha mic shining likea halo/ spittin deadly shit like a sub with torpedoes/ MCs in the way end up finito/ coz Im a threat a threat to your foundation like Timothy McVeigh/ I dont secrete saliva I secrete aliz�/ so you know what Im spittin gon drive you crazy/ it aint a maybe its for sheezy baby/ call murder one I got The Gift like Bizzy/ next level on the mic just like Howerd Stern/ you didnt see me coming like you cant see germs/ Im on fire I even got burns/ yall is just placid I burn like acid/ me a beat a mic and thats it/ thats it/ I turn MCs to relics rap style psychadelic/ like too much acid so you need the paramedic/ if the mic was a bitch I would be up in it/ bust a nut send her to a pregnancy clinic/ deliver quintuplets coz Im 5 mics with it/ [email protected]/ Uganda is where Im from/ Kansanga Niggaz unite like voltron/ Im the next MC to step up and claim/ to have hip hop set-up with a shot to the brain/ now time for you to memorize my name.
(Verse 2)
Mu`ucka its not over be ready for round 2/ another lyrical homicide coming for you/ by yours truly Langman do you want a duel?/ I fuck your plot when I make like Scooby and do/ machiavelian shit like voodoo/ I have no equal coz Im lyrical asexual/ when I get horny for hip hop I see myself when I fantasize/ Im an active volcano you watch the magma rise/ like a rabbit facing full on headlights mesmerized/ I Bring It On like moves in the cheeleading movie/ pretty soon your bitch gon wanna be a groupie/ you cant smoke me yet I get you high like a doobie/ sometimes I wonder is my throat made ruby/ Why? Coz Im on point like a lazer/ fucking with your heartbeat like a pacemaker/ retire from the mic if you one of them fakers/ you niggaz cant last all over the atlas/ my shit last forever forever like OutKast/ coz I bring it R.A.W. Im Dat Nigga like Daz/ Langman and crew we outblast you/ forever outlast you like Fidel Castro/ I be` tha maestro shocking Gz like Casio/ Slick as in Rick Im fucking natural.
(Chorus)
Down to quantum level I be an atom/ using e=MC2 to become da Bomb/ leaving hip hop dinosaurs slaves to extinction/ my flow surreal like science fiction/ but my flow also real like respiration/ getting to your lungs like cigarette smoke/ I Master the Track like Tone & Poke/ with my rhymes that you wish you wrote/ you demand I supply/ you talk shit I reply/ I speak the truth and you lie/ I change the rules you comply/ feeding the game with my contribution/ my pollution brings about one solution/ natural selection mass evolution/ from my reactions like nuclear fusion/ creating works of art like the Mona, Lisa/ conquering all lands like Julius Ceasar/ using hip hop Genius like the GZA/ most of you niggaz aint straight like the tower of Pisa/ so I straighten thangs like an anti-corruption minister/ beat inverted, lyrically perveted/ MCs cause me no harm like a missile diverted/ if hip hop was a religion Im a monk devoted/ with the blessing to have wack rappers stressing/ and peeps who love this shit constantly guessing what I am next processing/ coz this aint the fucking ending/ head for the bomb shelter Langman is landing/ begin understanding, quit nightdancing.
(Chorus)
Copyright Abba Lang 2001