Paul Nice - Crunch lyrics

[Moka Only] I'm the durable mammal, Moka Only the complete Abnormality, fatality mega, don't you sleep It's dephtrimental that you set your mental clock right So you can catch the prime example of those who rock right I talk tight, my mic's made of alabaster Cast a shadow beside of mount shout before I smash ya I promise to be the bonus, I gotta say that You want to die, well you can be accomodated To be honest, you sock like Homnus To be on another plateau you gotta rap pro or become sawdust I husk a bone on that a** with no exceptions Been ill since my conception, I've come for the collection Same old cash respecting b**hes, I can't front yo Busy Bee went back to the hotel and spelt his name in dough I'm hella pro, a rappers work is never done I like necks, I think I'm about to sever one [Prevail] I put my pressure on the corner to cave the box in This time I sawed in my breath and rhymed circles of sin See, if I don't reanimate the meat-grinder's brain In the A-Wing, we're grey things, petrude from my grey rings My collection of strange things include A barrel delivering like a Winchester in a pool full of crude Oil in my turmoil, ridden block of ill rythem-wear Cracken co*kroaches, talk about cla** divisionsy I'm not stuck-in-the strucken function I adapt to the place I hear the ba** pumping Keep every rhyme different, that's a sign of affection Keep a bag of Buc Fifty's of my cabinet of men [Mad Child] Make sure the door's locked, and the dead-bolts fastened Your worst nightmare that shares no compa**ion Acid flashbacks, get hacked up into fractions Seargeant Roadk**, still missing in action An unaffectionate day, I'm section A Let's play, you be the bride of d**h and decay Do you stay awake at night thinking of the things you should worry about Follow this bloodtrail and hurdle through the forest of doubt Till I'm out in the wide open plains hoping to maintain The same yield, but the field's littered with corpses d**h is my departure, till then I'm explosive An overdose of d**h, spare me no grill I'm rare, send me on ill will, I'm there The last man standing, never call a truce Apoligize, nah, strength needs no excuse