[Verse Six: Inspecktah Deck]
I set the mic in flames, my name's INS the Rebel
Murder one style, smash piles straight to pebbles
Mental terrorist, specialist at this
Menacing lyricist, leave crews defenseless
Can't design landmines, lick of like nines
To paralyze everything, ears ring like doorknobs
Heads start to turn like police who pass
Hear the blast, my crew bust through like tear gas
Fuck a mask, we laced in place like the marshall
Sparkle, like live but harder than tarvue
Wreck this rhyme, start relentless, roughest
And fuck up the party for you paying muthafuckas
Once I commence for you ladies and gents
I kick rhymes, sharper than barbwire fence
The live and direct, from Killah Hill Project
Staten Island, New York you can't help but to hawk
Lay it on your dental, that's if you want it hostile
Sounds so underground I write my rhymes on fossil
Dudes like this, force me to get you open
Lyrically wet you open, until you soaking
I say INS hops on the instrumental and lays this down one more time in high quality so we could have a full, HQ version.
MalikDon777 6 days ago
"Lyrically wet/whet you up, until you soaking"
ruinawish 3 months ago 2
i mean not lyrical gas hahaha
MistaJeeziz 4 months ago
its lyrical gats not lyrical gats foo! hahahaha
MistaJeeziz 4 months ago
damn homie. kurupt puts it down siiick ib dis one!!
MistaJeeziz 4 months ago
one my fav pac songs
YoMajestyFilmz 5 months ago