Caspa - Let it Fall lyrics

[Verse 1: Lin Que] Now we got nutcrackers, body snatchers, and heart attackers Mine's the three combined, plus other tactics I kick more flips, than acrobatics So you're plastic, couldn't get more charge than my dramatics Don't pack it, but got friends that'll let you have it Don't start it, or else they'll have to grab it Insane k**er, my pain is out my brain A dried up skull remains, another MC slain Movin' in cyphers, I'm the lighter with the fire You're purple, goin in circles like those Goodyear tires Liars and labels on the other side of tables When I unravel, I'll be kickin more channels than the cables I'm ready willing and able to end your lifeline Your windpipe's mine 'cause I'm inclined to kick the right rhyme So very hardcore that you hit the hard floor I score, when I do jacks I'm lackin' car doors [Chorus: Lin Que + MC Lyte] I let it fall on em, I let it fall on em (repeat 3x) [MC Lyte] And drop it all on em, drop it all on em [Verse 2: Lin Que] Now we got trendsetters, money-getters, hot lively sweaters My rhyme's the best of two minds, like double headers I creep the streets, by putting cracks in concrete Let alone, I rock the underground from beneath So sleep if you wanna, this day you'll be a goner I wonder or ponder, at least you'll die in honor Steam like I'm saunas, in my dome, out like chrome Next time emcees are left alone inside their tombs Their rooms are blown to pieces, you'll soon be callin' Jesus Swell, melt off the microphone heaters Readers are blind, read way beyond your crime You're a child, hiding behind imaginary lines Give it away with your whinin' and your b**hin' Keep it warmer than a kitchen as I commence the lynchin' Cut through the tension like machetes of confetti Coming down on you 'til you're through, then I'm jetty [Chorus: Lin Que + MC Lyte] I let it fall on em, I let it fall on em (repeat 3x) [MC Lyte] And drop it all on em, drop it all on em I let it fall on em, I let it fall on em (repeat 3x) [MC Lyte] And drop it all on em, drop it all on em [Verse 3: Lin Que] Now we got clowns, then I slow 'em down in instant replay When I'm heated up I speed it up like a freeway Your D-Day is coming, so summon your creator The life fader, complex to me like alpha beta Collect the data, you're gonna need it to defeat me They tried to sweep me off my feet, they must be sleepy They're gonna have to bring it stronger than that I'm on to your rap, and damn not the point of your crap Uh, so chill before blood spills under the victim My grill's a pit bull and it'll k** when I say 'sic 'em' See I can pick 'em out a crowd of a million The villain, illin', not only here to make a k**in' You're under pressure off my hardcore texture The wrecker, won't hear my steps when I come to get ya Stunts who talk that junk I never front If it's hardcore that you hunt, then I'ma give you what you want [Chorus: Lin Que + MC Lyte] I let it fall on em, I let it fall on em (repeat 3x) [MC Lyte] And drop it all on em, drop it all on em I let it fall on em, I let it fall on em (repeat 3x) [MC Lyte] And drop it all on em, drop it all on em