The Dynospectrum - Headphone Static lyrics

[Verse: Slug] Hahaha Yo, a comedian of your caliber should have an agent Here's my card, that's my number, give me a call, I get you paid kid I gave it all I had, it wanted more Blew up the monitor before somebody had the nuts to feed the carnivore They acting startled when the sh** began to fray around the edges They hit the resin and chased it with Benson & Hedges But f** a contract Cause what you need is a contact buzz To free the clutch and compress the TV's fuzz Let me outta the agreement Put me in treatment Cause the picture's uneven I got a fistful of grievance f** the etcetera, the bullsh** rhetoric, whatever, the vendettas The false endeavors and heed the f**ing weather When I'm simple and plain I cripple the lame When I adjust the thrust up a notch, I cast a layer of frost Across your glossy eyed outlook Never been out shook By the flossy lies Metamorphosize by your boastful pride Greed is dead Some need to bleed to get that through they head true Seeks bread, won't read unless they read to And everything you do has meaning So add some feeling When the break hits, let's all flip and grab the ceiling [Verse 2: Beyond] I got a hunch I can crunch MCs within the flash of an eyelid Snap your lumbar and then supply this Injurous head blow, tryin' to defend against this is useless Murder candle on their last birthday, my words break, so Chill with the backtalk, if you slack you get caught You oughta think about the thought of this: The jaw-clashing in the midst I saw n***as rappin' So I snuck up and hit the stuck up You need to brush up, touch-touch the renegader Many feel the ?? when one drops the fader Communicator, I got an Uzi made of paper Tryin' to do me is major, lose me in Fanastasia You're artificially takin' part in the art Tryin' to get with me, throwin' sparks from out your limousine Continuing to bring the hype, ever-sleezy ya I knock the teeth of ya, then you go and tell the media Through the Yamaha monitor, we out of that deaf ?? I fly alone like a commodore, we on a tour so prepare for war Cause you's about to feel the wrath of the Gen. Woundwart