SYpher - Lyrical Hurricane lyrics

[Verse 1] Shaun blastin' for the north side The alien Canadian they callin' four-eyes Pork fries while bums come with the beef who*es die when the guns come in they teeth We have fun with the Leafs but never the blue ones The green leaves been giving us the black and the blue lungs I'm packin' with two guns, choose one to lose from Who's tongue gonna give the devil a new son We all drink until the day's lesson's lost Taking shots like a Chris Smith & Wesson Bosh Check the cost when your rhymes are going wrong Against Shaun the Don Michael Corleone A rifle owns a stone the same way I'm owning you Smoke a bone or two so now what you gonna do? My flow disown your crew, you'll have to phone the Wu ‘cause this stupid music more misused than flown in booze I'm showing dudes how a G gets on the map It's Shaun Powerfully Heating Every Rap When I attack, battle rappers left bleeding on the track They needing to get smacked ‘cause they reeking of the wack Even if you're jacked you'll still be seeing black You're seeking all the facts but cheating on the tax Weakening their stacks as I creep up from the back And teach ‘em how to act when your teeth meet with plaque Step into the SYpher and bring that Listerine And never go pop like when a blister screams Hit your team like green, liquor dreams You can't fix the scene with richer fiends Thicker, stiffer means hit different ends If you get aids to help, it depends Don't play yourself, grip the pens And write the rhymes that will get you chicks and Benz Mercedes and ladies, wine from the 80's In these times you're either gonna grind or you're lazy Well, I'm a bit of both I rhyme for fun but I've got bigger hopes Like Iverson, “practice” is spitting quoteables While these other rappers struggle with hitting notes And sniffing coke, singing like they licking pokie Wack rappers are softer than flipping roti I'm Kobe: guaranteed legendary status Other rappers suffer from hereditary wackness Access to my predatory tactics Will make practice feel like pleasant gory a** kicks Mattress, hit by seven hairy maggots Knocked out by this peasant-wary rap sh** That's it, never really flaccid Always go hard like you're high on heavy acid Blasted like the first line of this song I remain calm ‘cause I am the bomb Iron King Kong is dying to Shaun Even Godzilla couldn't keep fighting that long You're liking the schlong when it's deep in your throat When I'm writing a song I'm leaking with quotes You're seeing a ghost ‘cause you're bleeding the most I eat rappers for breakfast or evening toast Y'all are Dinner for Schmucks, not beginners with luck A bunch of Diary Queens, Blizzards in cups You get an A for heart but I'll D-liver your guts Put you on a balanced diet of liquor and nuts I'm sicker than s*uts with enough STD's To spread in a bed with nothing less than three Guys plus some ice cold Nestle tea So unless you wanna die old, test me please Freeze [Verse 2] Second verse, there's hell to follow Snatch a model and a bottle of that El Dorado Spit a flame on it, then hit the deck The explosion will leave you open from lip to neck Come spit your best if you wish to test I can Drop-out and sell ‘Ye like Mr. West I'm so sick, I'll give you each a flu My rhymes will shock the world like Pikachu Versatile style, there's nothing you need to say My flow is as flexible as Priya Rai Rappers s** testicles like B and Jay This girl needs vegetables ‘cause he's a gay Tina Fey snorting 30 Rocks I'm taking unworthy shots like dirty cops Never heard me drop? You're in for a treat I got the heart of a Pharaoh like Vinnie and Reef I rap sick, my tactics might k** I'm the king and you're just a blacksmith like Will That kid's mic sk**s are damn near untouchable Must've pulled a Scottie Pippen ‘cause my rhyme's combustible Cut ya' throat if you try to run rap here With me cutla** your dumb career was done last year Gun blasts tear through the air, run fast, queer I've brung back fear in Dundas Square This comeback's weird, the skinny nerd's not supposed to win Focusing on spitting ill rhymes from the opening Choke and bring a new opponent when your flow's regretted Y'all are rhyming like hymen and SYph is known to wreck it It's so pathetic how these emcees reppin' T-Dot My flow is copasetic like DJ B-Roc We got swag that will activate G spots She got bad with immaculate peaco*ks Me not knowing what the hell I just said But I keep on flowing; it rhymes well in the head I smell enough bread to prevail with half And now you're in for drinks like a male giraffe I got nasty bars to impale your a** And I'll blast retards that fail at math I got flashy cars, females and cash You lack the heart to see sales and last ‘cause I'm that big tidal wave, sinking your ship You'll miss a vital page if you blink or you hiccup On a suicidal rage with the ink when I spit Your crew will die of AIDS ‘cause you think with your... Lyric dictionary, online rhyming ones Career obituary, can't rhyme if your mind is dumb I'm out to k** rappers, they best try to run Or squirt blood like when Priya Rai's vagina comes This is kinda fun, I don't even need a fan ‘cause joke rappers get smoked like sheesha and Broke like they need a man, served like pizza and Lyrically I get better with age like Lisa Ann ...now I'm just trying to see a ban Telling kids get high on pixie dust like Peter Pan But I'm really trying to seek a grand So I can reach my potential: the peak of man You're essentially ether'd when credentials get weaker than A resentful suspenseful bench full of Justin Bieber fans SYph you'll never see again I'm a lyrical hurricane, make that home run like Derek Jeter, man