P.Flow Matics - The L.O.C. Cypher Pt.1 lyrics

Verse 1: [Bigg.B] Yo we're live and direct from Montreal, Quebec Where the peeps feel proud of what they represent I'm in love with my city like it was ment to be Some of you haters might not agree with what I see You folks remind of clowns you're funny Trying to control my actions like a voodoo dummy Yo keep your distance with that negative energy Cause I don't f**ing need it do I look like a battery A lot of scams out here I'm sure, but I'm street smart So it don't take books to tell if you're a crook Think twice before scamming me, you might get juxed Peter Pan your a** since you're the bad guy! CAPTAIN HOOK! Even the students are aware, that the system ain't fare Protesting out there with their signs up in the air Nothings changed cause the government don't care Let's try to put an end to this, like the mayans this year Verse 2: [T.S. / Mr. Northern Touch] If you're verseless Then you're worthless Ain't no place on earth There's no purpose Slap them again, selling our verses Slaughter virgins, leave your p**y certain Every tailor made rapper, hang them like curtains HAH! Stitch them into purses Custom made, never imitated, hate me why? Ain't you glad I made it! In the blood sport, where homies catch cases Putting slugs.... In your enemies faces! Die slow, your flow is slowly faded Your style's out dated Now f*ggot n****z dressing like the Matrix Hope you catch a virus I'm laughing while your perished f** your crew, they're embarra**ing My rhymes are careless, fearless Born to be ruthless, cuz my bars are crack rock Verse 3: [Christos Kalaritis] I'm the type to talk to myself I gotta problem yo, personality change I change personalities Gemini two-faced, it's more than hypocritical Deeper than more than lyrical Deeper than just the whole globe I know I sound commercial sometimes It's cause I sound dope It's me, myself and I, yeah live to a life So even if I live a lie, I live to live alive See I was talking to myself so you did it, so can I Let me tell you who the type I am Let me get started first off No I'm not no gangsta, no I'm not no Rick Ross I'm kind of like the boss To be in charge but I'm pissed off Cuz I was born to make you jump ever since Kriss Kross Call me the Rap legend, Rap veteran, then again Unfortunately, I'm not known now, I'm not no Eminem But If you want beef with me, I'll make you a vegetarian I mastered the game so well that I f**ed a librarian Verse 4: [DC20] Verse 5: [P.Flow Matics] I wanna bash your little head with the heaviest ratchets To watch your brain matter shatter and splash up a bloody jacket My basement's a workshop full of rappers covered in maggots I hate wannabe rappers as much as much as I hate f*ggots So even if I'm grilling you, I wouldn't stare back Because my teeth will sink in that grimace, locking like a bear trap Devouring your face in broad daylight on the asphalt Running bu*t naked in your city buzzed on bath salts I'm nuts like my allergy, back off, you're not wanted Everybody boos you like the whole venue was haunted Flipping skitsophrenically on those who rap pathetically Choking upon the stage like they were frozen cryogenically Now I don't mean to disrespect rappers or gay gash But some of you fudge packers are flaming like Rapidash So just because I'm friendly, doesn't mean I won't attack Cuz I'm like a camera, if you push my bu*tons, I'mma snap!