Turn the beat up a little for me dawg
Yo it's Lou Cipher
Brooklyn Ac baby, what
Block McCloud, Diabolic
Pumpkinhead, Will ??
It's Lou Cipher, what's good
Yo I'm coming in right now, ?? ??
[Verse 1 - Lou Cipher:]
Yo insane with the speech, so when I lace pain on the beat
There's flames that I speak, 'till fire rains in the streets
Stay on the creek, the rage of a beast
I came to see your fame will be brief, and leave you layin' in peace
Don't go to war now, you couldn't score on fourth down
Now watch how the four pound
I'll have an angel's halo torn down, and turned to a thorned crown
Cause Cipher's wit, makes me the type you don't want to cipher with
Plus the pen's moving quick like Michael Vick, when I'm writing shit
Smooth when I hustle, get your idols ripped and titles stripped
By by a titan's fist with the tightest grip
Have you see how hopeless a life this is
Give up and slice your wrist in front of your wife and kids
Now you can agree that I'm nice with this
I'll let punk rock, and take this break to light your spliff
[Verse 2 - Pumpkinhead:]
?? give a, Pumpkinhead to pick it a little
Violent when I'm sippin' on liquor, I'll kick in your liver
Plus I got the ichiest trigger, the piggiest <--(?) killer
Son of Sam run the land, like a richy-rich type of nigga
Part of the act, type to shoot your heart thru your back
Boss on the track, the beer drinker, Steve Austin of rap
They callin' me back, they all want me to sign but they fake
In each state, I burn emcees like a Philly cheese steak
You bitch, the type to walk to B.K. to buy me cheese steak
This kid's buggin', easy to bake like kid's ovens
Y'all easy to break, fuck like fifth cousins
The shit I spit's tsunami rap, that'll lift London
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Death will come to those who try to oppose this
?? out the norm and 'bout to bomb you
Take out on you, all the bullshit I've gone thru
On queue, DO WHAT WE WANT TO
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[Verse 3 - Diabolic:]
Yo, the reason why my team seen as live
Every opponent forfeits like between 3 and 5
Be advised, I'll murder you, the final deadly sin
Be at the gates of heaven screamin', Jesus let me in
But it's all right, I know you want me to take my own life
Then haunt your notebook, so you don't got to pay me to ghost-write
I hold spite, you playin' the role like dice games, I'm breakin' the mold
Told Satan my soul's out his price range, your beliefs will shatter
As the so-called deepest rappers, feeble data is made equal to fecal matter
See who captures fate fastest, escapes a straight jacket
Says fuck the world, and fathers and other eight planets
Scan my D.N.A. fabric, clone the genes attacked
Then introduce me to the result so I can meet my match
It's Diabolic, PH, Cipher and Block
The same soldiers, it's game over, like it or not
[Verse 4 - Lil Lego:]
My speech is mean, but I ain't even reach a teen
Ain't a lot of curse, so my verse is squeeky clean
It's all fresh, before puberty my thoughts is naughty
The little-ist thug, walkin' with the shortest shorties
And me, Chief ?? always lookin' sporty
Cause the girl make you cry like I'm Georgy-Porgy
Na not a mother, you guys should just bow out
Cause I get small puppy love like Lil' Bow Wow
At the Brooklyn Ac pow wow, I stole the show
And I could steal Juliet from little Romeo
Don't you know, I rock bling-bling
Lock it like sing-sing mess <--(?) (dude you rule)
I'll kick 'em in the ding-ding
[Verse 5 - Block McCloud:]
Block McCloud I brain storm thoughts, I get 'em and ??
You can't hang, so you just hang your head and you soak
Make you want to kill yourself, like I'm the head of a cult
Poison is better to go, quick then you're dead as a boat
Got it on lock, like a federal vote
I'll let the revolt, and got more green than the Incredible Hulk
After all these years still ain't missin' a step
Lift up my lift, give you a swift kick in your chest
My best foot forward, chicks are impressed, they listen and wept
Give 'em a peck, a kiss on they neck, then lick on they breasts
They lift up they slippin' in dress
Give me a wiff, if it's fish, I'mma stop
I'm with of the best of scratch and sniff
Brooklyn Ac we give you the checks from the underground
The dunjeon sound where the prisoner's kept
A season vet, see if you can keep and step
I got E's for effort, cause I was the teacher's pet
She would pet me, I'd keep her wet
She would let me squeeze her breast at recess, then peek the test
In between breaths on top of the desk
She said Block you're the best, and taught me 'bout the opposite sex
I rock and I rap, Brooklyn Ac, hear me when I ??
I'm not just a rapper, I'm also the chairman of the board
I'm Block-a-holic, pyschotic flows wide like fiber optic
With Lou Cipher, Pumpkinhead, and Diabolic
[Chorus]
