Rape

(woman screaming)
Im obsessed with multiple nude photographs of the beat in my room on the wall
Pondering the verses, fondling my ******
Witness a ****** who will take rap and chase it
Through an occupied dimly lit staircases and rape it
Grab the drums by the waistline (scratches)
I snatch the kick, kick the snares, sodomize the bassline
Never waste time , i give the verse rabies
Cum on the chorus, tell the hook to swallow my babies
Maybe i might...switch!　let the witch live
The original plan was to kill the **** ** on the bridge
Ditch the body parts off somewhere near the cresendo
When my innuendos elapse...my nezuenno attacks
The instrumental elapses,
Perhaps thats the only reason that i spared her life
You could solo my ****** vocals and i still get trife
Slice the rhythm...disfigure the face of the groove
For any fader that flies or knobs or button that moves
Consider this: the loops are similar to ******orises exposed
On your miss is a hole, a vicious cycle of sin!
That doesnt end til i stop ******
A million emcees and they aint sayin nuttin
Aint ****** it right, they aint ****** it right
They aint ****** it right, they aint ** **** it right
They aint ****** it like...me.
(scratches)
She had the nerve to take the case to court knowin i rape for sport
Took the stand cryin denying her whole invoving lying
Why would an ex-cop lie in a *** shop, fly linen down grinnin
With my coat over my shoulder sittin
Browsin pornography (uhh!), the stenographer smilin the whole time
While jotting verbal photography
Her eyes mahogany
I flashed to a photo in my mind of a body bludgeoned with slashed arteries
Pardon me, back to the case, slap in the face
Examinin the jury similar to crack in a safe
What happens to bass?　it was anistic, i would inhale eighths
Sniff that, sat her ass all over my face and taste it
To hell wit 1980 remixes, ****** disco
Turned on the 3000, stuck my ****** where the disc go
Yokonaz, ripped the ***y mpc 60, buyin a ticket to hell
Verbally ******in the 12 down, sound ******tty
I knew she used to be gritty
Too many impotent emcees in this god forsaken city
Aint ****** her right, aint ****** her right
Aint ****** her like. ..me.
Consider this: the loops are similar to ******orises exposed
On your miss is a hole, a vicious cycle of sin!
That doesnt end til i stop ** ****
A million emcees and they aint sayin nuttin
Aint ****** it right, they aint ****** it right
They aint ****** it right, they aint ****** it right
They aint ****** it right, they aint ****** it right
They aint ****** it like. ..me.