Scaramanga - Special Efx lyrics

[Godfather Don] Uhh, yeah, Scaramanga, Sun Large, Godfather Rasco, ask O he holds the cash flow Big Lance, supreme grounder, Allah Magnetic Uh, you know how we get down for the millenium Check it, while I shine bright like deep dishes To spite your weak disses Rock mics, freak b**hes, freestyle technique vicious You pick up the mic to fight, receive stitches While I reap riches, this is one of my three wishes The other two is first I smother you f**ers who Chew everything a brother do, faker than the Huxtables Indestructible, my fat physics withered the raps Is it the gats clip with the aks that wax wicked, the cats Get addicted to, my mystical mics that inflicts the truth With gifted j**els uplifting fools, like .44s they be blazing Amazing like black chicks mixed with Asian, it's unbelievable How I leave a crew, lacerate letters inconceivable Dead your men like evil do, we knew all s*uts in the street Cause once in the street with beef you can get punched in the teeth Now you're spitting bone chips, your lips and phones ripped By the rhymes and cold stripped like chicks I bone swift In zones, it's BK, we slay each day it's Fat Beats and tres Then we blow you away so f** your nice day [Scaramanga] Scaramanga black Lex, flex the banger Nets ranging for crews in danger, diamond finger anger Throw up the text heavy like gold bullion bricks Chicks like Rolex, cheques Express for dialect Sunk into your set pumping 'Special Efx' Demolisher dropping the apocryphal Through the eyes of a photographer Polish knowledge at Wiz to a wise Sizable, rising to the top always All days in more ways than advisable Like lah, putting a high in you Dying to survive, a live wire the right voltage Two become one with the right exaltage [Hook: Scaramanga] This is for the money, on the run Group war entail, make jail here and overseas You know big Gs do our thing Triple ice ring, nightwing form something Storm comparable to lightning, on the streets we titans Inciting, here's the special efx [Godfather Don] I get biz on the table, stacking chips Wise smacking hips of Latin chicks packing whips Grabbing sips off tequila, me and my mia See any cheater, I beat a n***a sweeter Conception, when I eat her, reflection of teacher Frightens all you sinners, all you men are novices Or beginners, it's the end of who you be Do you see the cuckoo steez, my voodoo priest Even if you blew for cheese, fool don't you see The oeuvre of me, I [???] three folds so fool You need to realize and recognize, you step to guys Blessed with ties and connects to slide On your briquettes aside so you don't shine As much, any rapper touching my level You f**ing devils, yo, your mind disrupts You're blind in crutches, nines and dutches It don't suit you when you say I'm a shoot you You sound foofoo! [Scramanga] Group war entail, you choose to use yours and fail Impale words like the Holy Grail, the Rollie swell Show me mail, independent cheques, still live well Selling sports, catch jail up north, fell off? Impossible Clockable ox rocks and knock chips, stock whips With far tips in the grill, real complex rhymes find Shielded with inventable steel, principal will in trust Dust rusty rappers when I bust my style, come across With the force of a holocaust, Polo boss, solo Show no remorse for your loss of course Accosted by the javelin, stay European travelling Slam a gavel on your temple My mental's all New York talk, money making You holding funny bacon, this one we taking over Scaramanga, Godfather Don: the last soldiers [Hook]