Leech - SpeedDemons lyrics

[Chronic Boss had deleted his lyrics due to lack of space on his computer before this was made. I hope that all the others lyrics make up for it :P] [Verse 2: kVr] Finna be rockin' at mic and then makin' 'em know what they will hear Grabbin' the microphone and I'm sendin' sound straight to your ear Split the syllables in millisecond, I'm switchin' speed to top gear You better run away, I'ma now comin' to wreckin', I'm feelin' your fear Venomous velocity struck in your head and makin' you dead I know it's bad, but I wanna put 'em on d**h bed and make 'em all k**ed Duckin' up under the bullet, then get up and hit 'em all up wit' the lyrical weapon And wit' the phenomenal flow before I'm alone on the battlefield Whenever they wanna run up I get 'em and k**, they don't wanna feel it But that is healin' me, still let me thinkin' still Whenever they wanna hatin', I'm choppin' and rappin' and reachin' for more To hit 'em wit' lyrical venom faster and clearer than before To stabilize my flow, make you realize it all Instead of criticize my music, to let it rise, not fall Let communicate with y'all, make tongue animate and roll Will never terminate and still I vindicate when I disintegrate your mental wall [Verse 3: MSL] Ripping 'em up on the track with the best choppers from around the world son Coming up against us you gonna be k**ed with your own gun Hit 'em with the venom and I let them know they can't bring it better Everybody on the track is gonna k** you but I'm leave you deader k**ing 'em all with the impeccable rhyme scheme it's so clever I'm gonna see you once and throw you away like a ugly christmas sweater I'm gonna be dropping 'em off on my way to the top cause I'm off my rocker Chopping your body to pieces now you're in a meat locker [Verse 4: LEECH] It's a lot of choppers in the underground tryna rap fast But can't say their words clear - what is the point man True menacing syllable k**er on the track Just chill and listen to me spit it like this Y'all was never ready 'bout to spit it how they want it I be chopping like a automatic AK-47 Dropping atomics on a city lyrical enema friend of a monster She t**ng the booty and shaking her breast I hope to be the father I could come and dominate your whole entire roster Head in the ground like a ostrich (Myth) When the .44 click - I'ma take my pick And MSL - I then learned a few tricks I'm speeding like a demon I forget about angels I leave body badly bruised battered and mangled Taking camera shots from angle Head on the noose - watch the body dangle [Verse 5: Chronos] Alright I'm spitting these syllables so fast that it's not lyrical liability Because it's coming from the lyrical pathogen and he's back with a rap fatality Plaguing the entire planet with no patience, it's due for destruction Wrecking the mic and I'm prep'ing your body for total deconstruction You think you could hurt me when your rhymes are laced with so much viscosity Proven that they stop before they could just stop talking to me I'm going 20+ syllables per second you getting left in the dust No need to shake of the iron-oxide because this lyricist won't rust The lyrical Speed Demon brought straight from the realm of nightmares And sooner or later I'll steal your soul if you decide a fight, yeah I've been tested against all gods and I've claimed the highest title Of world's fastest lyrical master, my works sound off like a rifle I'm sure you've heard him around when he rips the mic apart And his demonic grip and mindless insanity will be aimed straight for your heart He's got nano-molecular everlasting repetitive ultimatum People gonna be talking about how he raps too fast so they show that they hate 'em You don't really wanna be the one to obtaining the punishment for when they berate 'em Cause he's gonna turn into a real demon and slowly use his magic to incinerate 'em I'm about to just start ripping out all of these haters' vocal cords using telekinesis And I'ma eat you haters like it was a queen-size bed made of Reeses' Pieces The complexity of my wordplay is much longer than a twenty-page thesis And it's a no mercy battle when he grabs the mic and rips another who thinks they could beat this Here's a blank d**h-certificate pretty sure you'll need this Cause I just ripped another motherf**er into one hundred quadrillion different pieces! [Verse 6: MSL] I'm locking 'em up and I'm lopping there head off of there body I be droppin' my foes faster than a shotty Leaving your body in the locker now it's rotting! Leaving it balled up in the corner now it's got Rigor-mortis To late for you and your friend not even your remorses I'm the k**er of k**ers I'm about to drop a fist Then while you're on the ground I'ma rip out your esophagus See me and the semi know I'm about to be popping this And now upon your pants is where y'all just pissed! Haters be coming at me with insults but they just missed! I'm a dangerous syllable k**er and now you are on my list! Keeping the flow real yeah that's my goal Stripping you hater harder than your girl on the pole Ripping 'em up to shreads and tearing them to pieces! I am a freaking demon so I probably need Jesus!