Pumpkinhead - So Softly lyrics

[Intro: Adam Bomb] Check it out. Aight. One time [Verse 1: Adam Bomb] The score's about to change in a minute. There's no stopping my team You're not in my league and I ain't playing games to begin with Raising our limit, flow is locked like doors and chains Thought the show was hot before I came? Wait ‘til I'm finished f** names and the image. I'm the hype spoiler But nice, son. You might remember me like Troy McClure Bomb's going off, ‘bout to leave y'all rapping crew More black and blue than a choking gauze So get lost. And if I send out a search party All they finding is a spot and a skull and burnt body Results of my third hobby: first, it frightens Second is stealing pens—I Murder Inc. like Irv Gotti Nerds copy every breath and step that I take From the second I wake until I'm out like Mets at the plate Son, you couldn't get the point if you had s** with a rake Yo, Pumpkinhead, k** this sh**. I'll spit the rest when I'm baked [Verse 2: Pumpkinhead] I never dropped the rock. I'll shoot straight for the hoop Through-the-legs alley oop slam dunk break the hoop I'm so nice, I get checks through email And if I don't, I'ma choke my boss my Sprewell You want details? OK. I f**ed a f**er up For f**ing up what the f** we sell. I need Good marketing and better promotion No pop-sounding beats ‘cause, to me, that's posing So I recruited Empire to play it full-court Us versus them, ears is getting ripped off Flagrant foul, we got kicked out the Garden It's back to the hood—‘bout to get in cla** in Home of broken condoms and bare-knuckled boxing And when I'm on stage, it's like I'm shadow-boxing Me vs. myself in a bout for the belt I connect to the jaw—I'm just hurting myself And in the end, tell me: what is it really worth? You say you keep it real, but play on AstroTurf I'ma burst through the room like birth through the womb Emerge from the gloom, then surf to the moon You say I'm bugging out, P's tripping on shrooms But how you thugging out when y'all dicking these dudes? I'm sick of these fools playing tricks like they groove ‘Cause they speak Patois or rock Bob Marley shoes Tell me: yo, what would Bob Marley do? Probably lock you in a bag zipped tight like army food And as for your girl, trust me, I'll soothe the pain She made my dick disappear, she made me lose my brain [Verse 3: Scandalis] I'll pack rap shows and stack dough like parliament Pardon me. My rap flow, cats know, is dominant My style's like milk and you're lactose-intolerant Too much for you to swallow or, at most, you're vomiting From here to the Apollo, black holes be hollering Call me tomorrow. Black hoes be swallowing Slobbering, polishing knobs, ride by with the squad again My squad runs through ‘em like Ben Johnson and Donovan You're nice but you lost again, twice to the congressmen Scandalis don't miss like a sniper in Washington I'll spit fire more than lighters in oxygen With The Empire to retire the fraudulent Fake motherf**ers that don't back their words They call me “The Candy Batter” ‘cause I'll bat these Nerds With a bat, you heard, until the bat is curved Around their head like bandanas and that's my word It's a fact I'll serve any rapper with a dirty verse Turn ‘em a fool like the end of March 31st Straight rock the kid like the new New Jersey shirt Put him on the team and make the dude do the dirty work [Verse 4: Tek Man] Think it's just a rap? This the life I live Music's my wife and I stack those kids The tracks, that is. Break backs like bags of Trix Bag a trick. “Open wide, gag, and spit” Tag that b**h, let her go to work and strip Work those hips, don't give me no herpes, miss You love the flavor, hon. That's some Slurpee piss 7-Eleven got me squirting dick I ain't even heard a beat. Look how I worked this b**h That's why I can't figure out what your purpose is It's curtains, kids. Don't be virgins blurred in this My words are crisp, so you nerds get dissed Stay calm. I'll tell you when the germ in this So learn to sit, not like that virgin split Talk too much sh**, I'll put s**m in your wig Leave you all cummed up when you return to your crib I'm bound to f**ing blow like the Earth still spins Underground like a worm in the dirt that digs f** around with Empire, it get worse than this Have my crews take turns on your [?]