Ric R.U.D.E. - Verbal Assault lyrics

There's no act to this verbal a**ault it's kind of strange how certain people change the game Verse 1 I'm not a joke but I'm presumed to be before I get on stage and begin to emcee I'm just another cast member playing a role I read and liked the script turned my spit into flow Took my baby steps and controlled my breath my voice dropped deep way before cigarettes Entered the lungs of the bear my eyes watch with a tiger stare like my beef raw bloody and rare Pray on weaker cattle choosing my battles wisely don't get it twisted like the Isley's I need not a man behind me to hype me but leave you behind like don't forget to write me Where ever you are where ever you at I live in the jungle par but you wouldn't know that I'm in cogneto attracted to mikes like magneto and metal in a secular industry Hook (Scratches) Verse 2 I'm living 6 hours from the apple that's rotten meeting up with Bin Laden and continue plotting By tomorrow you'll be capped like a new fitted 5 0 after the fact rolling up like who did it Late as usual nobody at your funeral everybody wondering who in the world k**ed you with that quickness well my guess is government officials with satellite dishes They that vicious invading any privacy how the world safe if you always spying me In other words every other person lie to me making stories up with fine lined imagery Many grains of salt I got to take people by sift s**ers out cause somebody want to try To play me take me for a s**er I'm under cover building grenades to throw in you bunker Hook (scratches) Verse 3 I'm like poltergeist always in your life telephone lines T.V. whatever nice you like Attracted to I be the one to break the bad news scar you like tattoos in a world where cash rules Spiritually take you to the depths of hell with where celebrities fell and where dead felons be Introduce to Capone even Princess Diana long radius of women with a fat diameter After screwing with you child and plugging your wife trapped between dimensions I need to take you life Any way possible logical or ill My intentions murderous can't prevent the k** It's the people of the world judging me for real Placing me in a box and I won't let them still Forcing me to work a hit man on contracts changing views and visions like wearing contacts Hook Written by: Ric Rude