Culture VI - Roman Empire lyrics

[SixXx] When the clock strikes 6 we strike and strike quick Let me hear it loud say it I'd die for my clique [Hystwise] This ya' boy right here Hystwizzle Yo' what's the chance of you survivin' once spits dampen ya' eyelids Damage ya' iris rupture glands ya' plannin' to cry with Trample your squadron leave ample time to respond with Calmly I vomit the sickest quotes the god in the makin' What? Precision what? fathom my gimmick this tiny voice is monstrous It pa** as a conscious inside a walkman Rivals often testin' Hyst push VI aside Spits hittin' high b**h who's quick to die Fist to ya' stomach I'll have guys spittin' they lunches Anyone who rap rhyme or spit can get they Tampons Ripped bronzed and reinserted among the emergin' forces b**h You can't f** around with Culture VI [r.e.u.] Ayo' the patterns have shifted the techtonic plates have reversed And now they floatin off the face of the earth You have been given the curse of the one embracin' me first Muscle strands emerge resemblin' masonry work Basically you catch the Madagascar hissing co*kroach injection Speech ceases when you notice you can't stop the throat infection deadin' ya' parts barge in a stadium with a jar of Urianium Shrapnell's caught in ya cranium I guess you got a lot on your mind So I'm a just AHHH! n***a Culture! stop and rewind When I'm slayin' rappers 'cause only science display the factors 'cause I write raps so that they rhyme when you play 'em backwards What? you can't f** around with Culture VI [Brolik] Dehydrated but I'm still spittin' be J the black Jesus fly description I flow sick you can't You can't find a prescription it's unfortune Caught my first body k**ed my own seed abortion H2O on any track scorchin' Gimme an el a couple of minutes to get my thoughts in Strugglin' with alcoholism I can't control it Drinkin' like 28 Days Sandra Bollick Gangster but I still can admit when I'm afraid Watch me ride a beat like a surfer ride a wave Oh man body lookin' like Conan Plus I'm a dread like I'm part of Dave Mathews band I'm still young half of 46 Still want to come Brolik and Culture VI Oh I ain't nice yeah right ya' gotta get ya' ears fixed You can't f** around with Culture VI [Juganot] Juganot with bare hands disa**emblin' brick walls my clique Depicts spear chuckin' Spics with crossbows And big balls goin' to war with bare toes And ripped clothes eliminating enemy tri folds Forget it don't try to set it you'll regret it Commentators never seen a K O so poetic You'll be needin' some local anesthetic 'cause your pathetic Beggin' for a medic with a double doctrines and prosthetics No wins all you got is 20 pounds worth of screws and pins Connectin' mechanical limbs verbal whirlwinds Make heads spin then I rip skeletal frames and veins What remains is loose skin Rap prodigy lyrical anomaly The majority of emcees get dizzy tryin' to follow me Complex down to the cerebral cortex sh** you can't f** around with Culture VI