Epidemic - Seven-Thirty lyrics

[Hex-One] Yeah... Aiiyo I walk the streets with no fear My speech prohibit these emcees to flow here I reach inside and ride train of thought that leads to nowhere My rain check, spitting dousing flames to get your brain wet Insane vet, my vocals hit you harder than a train wreck I rock the alphabet from omega to alpha-beta Attacking haters and snapping on cats like alligators We holding it down while you attract invaders I transfer raps and paper to tracks and wax faster than fax and data The Hex'll hold it down for ransom with the frag grenaders I get to bombing like Iraqi nature, I'm major Eradicate you cats and splash you f*gs with acid vapor My soul control of the the mic is tighter than wrapping paper You never heard me, I'll wreck your set and exit early Blur you like a shaken Etch-A-Sketch making perception murky And wet your clergy, I prefer to keep my weapons dirty Come and test this vet if you expect your mental methods worthy I spit with arrogance, wicked pa**ages Making fire burn inside you till your ribs get callouses In fact my data shatters balance with descriptive narratives The pictures I paint are ancient like Egyptian phalluses Yo I quote the illest till a million twisting philly rollers hear us All my O.E. forty spillers know the dealings From the coldest willies to them silly phony baking soda dealers I'mma flow the realest till k**ers in South Dakota feel us Why you liars like to say that you tight Knowing that being weeded be the only way that you write See I can burn you cats to any shade of grey you like And if you think my sh** is crazy you right [Hook] Cause yo my sh** is seven-thirty You never heard me cause your head ain't worthy Front on my set and get to Heaven early Yo we keep rocking on, yeah we keep rocking on, what Yeah we keep rocking on, word we keep rocking on Hey yo my sh** is seven-thirty You never heard me cause your head ain't worthy Front on my set and get to Heaven early Yo we keep rocking on, yeah we keep rocking on, what Yeah we keep rocking on, word we keep rocking on [Teknition] Every verse I'm speaking can reach the ma**es Wreaking havoc over these beats with lashes Slashing fleets and gashes leaving captains retreating backwards Read the captions I'm seven-thirty with no re-enactment I'm breezing past them like Testaverde completing pa**es My fahrenheit defeating your characteristics I'm cannabalistic, you dare to bite, I'm leaving your teeth in fractures My sh**'s disgusting I'm squeezing tactics that filled with substance That brings disasters with wicked functions that be eating rappers So k** the subject, you don't need it f*ggot Before I proceed with action machines and gatlings leaving you leaking gallons Of blood, I gallop with thugs and elite a**a**ins that can snipe a spot From 90 blocks without the needs of practice, I storm with thoughts once the chorus stops I stand as tall as forest tops cause I'm enormous with performing arts So fill me on your slot, on your drop, warned you not to take it there Now I'mma blaze your ears with these foreign shots On or off the block my racket is full, every verse I pack'll fracture your skull Satisfied, you had to drive but at the time you lacking the fuel That's when you catch the impact from the bull Antagonizing these whack n***as, my minions'll send them to Heaven for me (f**er) Thinking they pose a threat, not for a second I'll ever worry I'll wreck your set and exit early, then I'll turn myself in, go to court and tell the jury [Hook]