Sid Madrid - Wyldkarde lyrics

WYLDKARDE [Verse 1: Sid Madrid Flow unexpected The rap version of Prince/ I serve 'em plates of pancakes/ While I'm murdering spit/ Two lines in the verse, no other version of Sid/ Caged in with green leaves/ Green tea and set free/ Drink Absinthe and breath kerosene/ Buy a new cooler with new flow/ We mean business, so what is this?/ We strive for greatness, scream for vengeance/ .... Wearing Fran Drescher nanny spitters/ Sitting and pretending/ Stop faking the funk and wrap it up, B/ While Sid and the dudes come through Hashing up blunts in trees/ I'm wavelengths above you/ Catch me on a ... Green lifestyle a mile high above the sea... [Verse 2: U.T.I.C.A.] I'm on another level than these other n***as/ You ain't trying to work and I ain't f**ing with you/ Mask on, now I'm k**ing everything/ So crank the track and let the record bang/ ... leave these n***as way behind/ Take your main b**h, lay her down and make her mine/ You just a lame-witch/ I'm the same sh**/ I hear you talking dog, but I don't speak your language/ .... Think I'm playing n***a, we can make arrangements/ My n***a Cracker out in Beijing/ Cause he be throwing red flags like the regime... [Verse 3: Solace Zeta] Watch me charge like cards in the hands of Gambit dammit planned-it/ To be in ferocious,-explosive,-emissions/ It's futuristic-weaponry, militaristic-deception-be exceptionally effective when connected to the compulsive-it's-convulsive-depiction/ Is considerably, literally like a d**h-spasm once the best-has-'em, grabs-‘em, stabs-'em, orgasms & acid dabs-'em, These repulsive,-corrosive-conditions/ I'm feeling are necessary, for dealing with adversaries/ That can't fathom-it/ Who's vocabularies are inadequate/ I ain't having-it/ With worn-percussion & conformed-production/ That lacks form-or-function unlike my performed-discussion/ As I make-clear/ Measure for measure like Shakespeare/ Feel the pressure & tension like Winston Churchill/ Ill,-time-herb-hits & still-rhyme-words-wit' purple/ May seem-amazed trembling simpletons, face resembling a teen-age mutant ninja turtle/ Green-with-envy ‘cause their scene-is-empty/ While I'm speaking verbal game in circles/ Same as 800 meters leaping hurdles/ With a master's-words and afterwards sticking thick vixen chicks-in girdles/ Who gurgle swallowing my submersible/ Following universal, laws like cause-&-effect/ Pause-for-a-sec & take it all personal/ Then smile-hard/knowing I'm versatile as a Wyldkarde…