Ryne - Dicks A Loaded Gun lyrics

[RZA beatboxing Deck the Halls] [Verse: Ryney] It ain't nothing like a... Gifted presence in some Christmas rapping sh** Such wacka** stylo that we know Even the moles look up just to laugh at it Ya tu sabez I'm back at it's width Cuz you already know He speak at length to the lyrical addicts Hear: The fool Falling Up the cliff precipice to the Light In The Attic Shel Silverstein? My hero! And Zero in the tarot? Straight Magic From the waste down, like Mr. Fantastic bu*t is stuck with a firmer type of elastic He'll stretch your arm strong But not as long as you mind The hanged man abracadabric Representation of the ultimate surrender Found the comfortable medium And ate her for breakfast, lunch, and dinner Just to break up with her About 100 times I AM inspired me to do this To wake 100 mimes Violetly blaze the silent sacred rays To the power of the sun times a hundred dimes... Some rhymes are lemons When their lines point to limits But your multidimensionality knows no Grimace reminder of no holds bar Try and hold our nuts Just to remind us of how far we've come And where we come from... ...quite literally... Honky Tonk! Honky Say! "Motherf**er Yo Diggity!" Yeah you might see a body Or seed from the stars Just hauking a loogie To spit a few bars "But what he doin'? And why'd he do dat doe?" To dilute the plastic rappers From mumbling candy bars To pollute the airwaves Of the ocean of commotion Of the wanna-be's wanna-being so hard My spiritual locomotion All chemical potion Is served now in every bar I'll ***kin bleep my mother****kin self out! **** *** **** ****** **** I was cussing that whole time! I don't give a mother**** You can **** on the **** ** You can s** my **** like a mother**** lime! I don't give a ****! **** ***** so sublime! Straight silence (You know he does it for fun You know he does it for the pun Dicks a loaded gun)