Ras Ka** - Take a Deep Breath lyrics

[Verse One] West coast rap I run, and rhyme I rule Not from old to new but from the true school I lie, cheat, steal and rob But I don't squab, giving the world a free paint job Yes I smoke weed and sess Green as the Hulk hold bottles of Old Gold Push a ball point pen like a maintenance man Sweep up wack Mcs with brooms and dust pans Words I rock, plus mics equal Fahrenheit I'm toxic wasting n***as that's facing my topics Don't sweat my mic checks like bomb threats They pants is wet, didn't even bust yet I'm a foul ball, punk n***as can't catch it In a straight jacket I write my rhymes with hatchets So n***as who bite raps, I hope your f**ing lungs collapse I'm on a vengeance writing rhymes with syringes In West I loc, strong as camel smoke dope as h**n MCs are parallel when I'm with my double barrel Rhymes get hard as a callous, plus my dome with my palace A one man gang, I'm mighty with fangs, wild slang, rob bang Til brains hang from the songs I sang Watch me break it down like a picture I strike nerves, I throw curve rhymes like a pitcher If love won't find ya, the nine's gonna getcha Skits so frantic shoot rhymes like an automatic n***as panic when I let go the static frail One step ahead in the future Don't need a gun, when I can just let the rhyme shoot ya [Hook] Bring it to the North, South East and West "Make the world wanna I take a deep breath" *scratching* [Ras Ka**] Don't represent at my expense It's too expensive; I got the rapping world tensive f** pa**ive, grey mater in gallons, my brain contains Talons, totalitarian reign, Western HemisFear Half of the equator creative side of the brain ascertain it I remain undetectable entity, stressing anonymity Got hostility sinister similes Like f** Next, I'm the where in proximities to these wack raps Actually each level is lower At this rap sh** Ras Ka** Constricts like the Boa My flows pro and polar be deep I unfold like the rap sheet And compete incomplete and so to speak n***a please, hard MCs turn into SWVs Leave them so, "Weak in the Knees" they can hardly breathe f** a tree, my sentences provide the photosynthesis I leave the god damn rap world suffocating A new jack ain't nothing but a recent masturbation Master medulla, mystical eyes of Medusa Drown n***as like loops with or without a producer I used to, want to be accepted by my peers Now I have none, deduce a Logical conclusion, I rely on Mount Sion To raise hell and set it son So get the 4-11 or the 911 1 hundred Rhyme written sh**ting on your entire anthology Anomaly there is no an*logy competition is a fallacy Fictitious n***as ain't ripping getting getting roped in like kids fishin, this is To the ones that kick the kids to the curb Put ya dick in your eardrum and f** what ya heard [Hook] [Verse Three] n***as you can't run And you sure as f** can't hide Who's first to die When my violent lines collide No escape my ciphers lock down like folks that provoke me But your comments is the same (Don't approach me) One step beyond what everyone considers tight 1995 Vietnam, motherf**ers won't survive n***as wanna walk my path but they Don't know my path is like a plane crash aftermath My lyrics is brimstone I got squads caught up in my vortex Coroners is running out of white sheets I change the whole definition of a crime scene Silent like graveyard ground duck down You in the line of fire about to expire like coupons Talent MCs get crushed like croutons I'm dropping the triple O G you bomb 22 mega tons of dynamite Saw verbal tongues of motherf**ers who ain't rhyming right Test the best and grew Mcs with the fertilizer Man and microphone stand brutalizer My funk I'm deeper than a shalom Rapper found dead with two spokes protruding from their spinal columns I hear wack then counteract Then build sk**s like robotek Go text type to go techs of dope raps So go ahead and act up n***a You need a tea quarantine cause my style is contagious I'm daring them n***as' last words is Jesus Christ Nah but I'm flattered by the comparison