Pro the Leader - My Rhyme lyrics

[Intro: Holocaust] Bang, spacious cape all eristic Arctic Warrior, 'My Rhyme' There is no such thing as a broke salvage crew Alcatraz, Alcatraz [Chorus 2X: Holocaust] Winners don't emphasise with losers My rhymes take you to outskirts of town and f**ing k** you My rhymes take you to outskirts of town and f**ing k** you My rhymes take you to outskirts of town and f**ing k** you [Verse 1: Pro the Leader] You can't flow for sh**, your career is over with I can't believe you got this far and nobody noticed it Distortionist, 'History of Violence', underground rhyming You can't stop my progress, yo, I can't be silenced Swing a mic stand around, smack you in your face snitch Sold the beat, now watch me dominate it You're making hasty decisions, I rhyme for extra innings I put in overtime, so why try surmise So what's the outcome? I stand low as a man with mad charisma The man for 'Plethora of Lyrics' So piece to Gneticz for hooking up the ill beat Me and my man Alcatraz, don't let that album leak I'm not impressed cause you saying that you smoke blunts I could care a less, I just don't give a mad f** So what's the real deal? Everybody's like show me the money, they forget about they hardly got the sk**s It's just my opinion, it's really how I'm feeling Stand in front of the microphone, check out 'My Rhyme' book [Break: Holocaust] 'My Rhyme', these are my rhymes [Chorus 2X] [Chorus 2X] Winners don't emphasise with losers My rhymes take you to outskirts of town and f**ing k** you My rhymes take you to outskirts of town and f**ing k** you My rhymes take you to outskirts of town and f**ing k** you [Verse 2: Holocaust] Vultures could eat anthrax, the brotherhood of stones You went to nowhere and forgot, we smoke bones A bet and that, which you have loved and bring guns Stone soup brew, keen dumb thing from kingdom By intercalating room extinction by spook pieces An instrument containing loose pieces in mute sequence Coyote is the predator at night, the dismal type Who him, I'd have shot that man if he was... Cherokee, tomahawk, arachnophobia, scared In sleepiest hours I flow with knives I empowered Lord of the Flies, crash The pain staging cagey that couldn't of bagged the Arctic They'll all accept a heart in the woods, it's sad and lovely Yo, it's ten thousand years old, forty two feet tall It eats humans for food and k**s for reproduction y'all It's in the air we breathe, it is in the water supply It can wipe out entire cities, in fact whole nations died It exterminates eight billion people and some say It can do it all in just one day, my gun spray It is the people who learn to respect the rattlesnake The rich and the foolish, my crew dismantle crates Lack of flowers, the return of the Warrior King the Great A f**ing mega cross, you throw stones across the lake The python is all an animal, full villain Dished with hollow, a truly shocking capacity To swallow anything from antelope to small children Dark ____, extra teeth, two catcher teeth, stadium roadblock I curse like a sailor and transform like eighty year old robots [Chorus]