Bottle Rocket

<br>[Evidence] <br>Yo the rhyme excursions touch minds like brain surgeons <br>Feel the lyric tear gas even on clean versions <br>No profanic goddammit <br>Hard like granite to the utmost <br>I`m butter on rye, always high but play the low post <br>I stretch to go the distance yo my lungs are mad elastic <br>I`m dope on plastic like Flex, and always keep it....classic <br>Expressions in the facial, I`m on ?racial? <br>>From Caribbean rhythms I hit em wit a battered flow pattern <br>The circle Saturn twice <br>I`m nice on ice <br>The line slice your dome and separate rhymes from poems <br>My life, ain`t tryin to see no Grammy or Oscar <br>Best believe the styles will rub off like ?pastas? <br>On people, yo check Dilated, Evidence <br>The influential rock rhymes in sequential format <br>You see the doormat if you acting disaccordingly <br>Something to the effect of Fat Boys in Disorderly`s <br><br>[Madchild] <br>I`ll take you from He-Man to She-Ra <br>Battle Cat to Kringa <br>Medieval messanger, west coast avenger <br>Take you to the street, battle me that`s a fuckin sin <br>Go one round wit Madchild, you`ll be suckin wind <br>Snappin handcuffs just from deconcentration <br>Then I broke out the bus, the mental hospital patients <br>On the weekend pass, but I still come sick <br>Psychopathic, you`re dealin wit a deranged lunatic (right) <br>Soon to kick ya teeth in and then go bezerk <br>Even Van Gogh looked at me, and said "You`re one piece of work" <br>So I said "Lend me an ear" cuz I`m the state of the art <br>First I`ll feast on your brain and rip your body apart <br>There`s a part of your heart stuck in between my fangs <br>Wrap a rope `round your neck and you still couldn`t hang <br>Cuz you`re way off track you need realignment <br>Murdering masterpieces in solitary confinement <br><br>[Everlast] <br>I keep your backside open like the English Channel <br>I rock the sure shot, I keep it hot like flannel <br>I`ll survey your panel, put my foot up in your anal <br>You think it can`t happen, kid cuz I`m rappin? <br>Ain`t no gun clappin, cut the jaw-jackin <br>Let the joints get shot and see who wear this knot <br>Then kick off your shoes jump off my jock <br>And check the new style Whitey Ford`s prune to rock <br>Cuz once upon a time, not long ago <br>Before hip hop was made for the radio <br>An MC show had to cold rock the masses <br>Used to wear a Kangol wit the clear Gazel glasses <br>So bang bang boogey, up jump the party <br>Someone clapped off, and scattered everybody <br>Drunk off Bacardi, high off the trauma <br>It`s death from above, the livest dive bomber <br>In the squadron, I break formation <br>I get New York love like my name`s King Sun <br>I T La Rock Bells till they break the dawn <br>Steady puff L`s, I fight hell like Spawn <br>My moves are animated, my crew`s reinstated <br>While you cats suspensions are up in my deminsions <br>We can ease tensions or we can get rowdy <br>So I`ma keep it on the love and do my Duty like Howdie <br><br>[Divine Styler] <br>Direct your short term plan, rigidalize rhyme boards wit the hoards <br>I`m satan dynasty killer <br>Reveal the cause wit the sling on down <br>Venom spit regurgitate death scripts I sound <br>Cylinder never python, Prevail Madchild <br>Physical justice can`t rush this for now <br>Move faker the game time set back so don`t sweat that <br>God don`t test that, too much infinite to get at <br>Face the fields <br>Swollen Members got the iller drills <br>And if you wit the rhyme steel <br>Bust the revealings in my feelings of these dealings <br>I went to represent shield <br>I build three phases of death, the illsuion <br>Is the sweat that you reflect <br>When you feel the veil <br>Divine Styles circum navigate nine circles of hell <br>You keep on you don`t stop cuz a nigga never stay still <br>Whatta whattta whatta whatta whattta what I`m sayin is-is that <br>You-you ain`t ready for that chill