Replied to Phoenix Crooked Cross, Limn and Deliquint.
Im gonna get on the rest soon as I can.
I dont wanna say much about the song. You're either gonna like it or really hate it. Oh, and the levels are off on purpose; I did it in one take which you'll notice every once in a while.
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/3/razorblademusic.htm
The song's called Vomit and it should be at the top. MP3 or Hi-Fi would be ur best option to really hear it well.
LYRICS
Im sicker than old chicken and raw egg shake//
Each rhymes got weight to make your head break//
So for your legs sake I suggest you quit like checkmate//
Then break cos Im comin thru like and earthquake//
To level your estate with a style so sick//
that it'll turn stomach like watching old ladies suck dick//
And I come so quick that you wont even see me//
Til you see me bounce back like the record just skipped//
then i'll pummel you again like faggots in ass cheeks//
leave you like an old oven talkin about how you once had heat//
Im like a break beat calling you out of your seat//
convince you to break your own neck once you get to your feet//
and I wont let you rest cos Im runnin on empty//
and I dont wanna end you so please dont tempt me//
we could battle all night cos my rhymes are aplenty//
and you know I can bring the heat cos its the devil that sent me//
Hook
They call my style vomit cos its sick what I spit//
they call it tongue twister cos you cant lick this shit// (x2)
they call my style bush becuse you hate it//
envious like the bush that you love clean shaven//
they call my style ice cos you just cant break it//
they call your style sick cos its regurgitated//
Im a skilled chinese chef serving dishes devine//
your hotdog stand is failing cos they all want mine//
cos your secret is obvious yet mines sublime//
the fact your mother even supports you is simple a crime//
you fight fire with fire but not dignity//
bite my style for your own but then you see//
I make cooking look easy but the complexity//
only becomes obvious when you dont sound like me//
see food poisoning aint the same as simply being sick//
you're taking one subject and throwing out the same old shit//
my illness is from exposure/my sickness is legit//
16 years in the wasteland then mileria bit//
so take the spotlight now/Im at no urgent station//
I can sit here and wait for your expiration//
so rep all the cats you want/all states and all nations//
you'll be out when the people want whats really sick/not regurgitation//
Hook
Subjects like liquors I can concoct/
complex content raps that'll hit your chest hot//
Im the composite cocktail and your the one shot//
I grab it like a hard on but your on the flop//
and speakin of shots/once you've had enough//
you start to puke up and its all the same stuff//
like the alcohol sunk to the bottom of your stomach and bounced back up//
regurgitated so clearly that it seems untouched//
thats a metaphor stupid/Im talkin bout your rhymes//
repetitive like/shit I heard that a thousand times//
so whether you actually rock cock or claim to cock nines//
Im on the level all I claim is 05 its mine!//
Im gonna get on the rest soon as I can.
I dont wanna say much about the song. You're either gonna like it or really hate it. Oh, and the levels are off on purpose; I did it in one take which you'll notice every once in a while.
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/3/razorblademusic.htm
The song's called Vomit and it should be at the top. MP3 or Hi-Fi would be ur best option to really hear it well.
LYRICS
Im sicker than old chicken and raw egg shake//
Each rhymes got weight to make your head break//
So for your legs sake I suggest you quit like checkmate//
Then break cos Im comin thru like and earthquake//
To level your estate with a style so sick//
that it'll turn stomach like watching old ladies suck dick//
And I come so quick that you wont even see me//
Til you see me bounce back like the record just skipped//
then i'll pummel you again like faggots in ass cheeks//
leave you like an old oven talkin about how you once had heat//
Im like a break beat calling you out of your seat//
convince you to break your own neck once you get to your feet//
and I wont let you rest cos Im runnin on empty//
and I dont wanna end you so please dont tempt me//
we could battle all night cos my rhymes are aplenty//
and you know I can bring the heat cos its the devil that sent me//
Hook
They call my style vomit cos its sick what I spit//
they call it tongue twister cos you cant lick this shit// (x2)
they call my style bush becuse you hate it//
envious like the bush that you love clean shaven//
they call my style ice cos you just cant break it//
they call your style sick cos its regurgitated//
Im a skilled chinese chef serving dishes devine//
your hotdog stand is failing cos they all want mine//
cos your secret is obvious yet mines sublime//
the fact your mother even supports you is simple a crime//
you fight fire with fire but not dignity//
bite my style for your own but then you see//
I make cooking look easy but the complexity//
only becomes obvious when you dont sound like me//
see food poisoning aint the same as simply being sick//
you're taking one subject and throwing out the same old shit//
my illness is from exposure/my sickness is legit//
16 years in the wasteland then mileria bit//
so take the spotlight now/Im at no urgent station//
I can sit here and wait for your expiration//
so rep all the cats you want/all states and all nations//
you'll be out when the people want whats really sick/not regurgitation//
Hook
Subjects like liquors I can concoct/
complex content raps that'll hit your chest hot//
Im the composite cocktail and your the one shot//
I grab it like a hard on but your on the flop//
and speakin of shots/once you've had enough//
you start to puke up and its all the same stuff//
like the alcohol sunk to the bottom of your stomach and bounced back up//
regurgitated so clearly that it seems untouched//
thats a metaphor stupid/Im talkin bout your rhymes//
repetitive like/shit I heard that a thousand times//
so whether you actually rock cock or claim to cock nines//
Im on the level all I claim is 05 its mine!//