Glide - U-God

Yeah, yo, yo, Inspectah Deck track

Break ya back, yo

A message of a wreckage

50 shell hot track leaking out the Lexus

Eyes hot, Cyclops, cyborg boulders

Call shop of horrors, Lyric just smoking in my holster

Whip and boil, ?lugotan?

hurricane the holler

Daily operation, bullet train tingle farther

8 seconds a scar your style wild buccaneer

Round table revolvin' on ten musketeer

Think you, got all the riches

Think you poli with bitches

You could run the fuck opponent, gotten with the glitches

The swiftness, hit the spots that are vital

Shake the ground decent, like 3 sticks of dyno

My administration deceive the population

Start the next generation by artificial insemination

Contaminate stations, for music in the making

Concentration camps, Assassinate for industry domination

Abomination, The Competition and confrontation you mistaken

I’m a nuclear warhead bomb invasion

Extermination of the next man, when the Germans blazing

We burn this for occasions, regardless I see your expiration

Perspiration you sweatin'

A cassette deck eject in your selection for air time

Blow a hole through your brain so you can think with a clear mind

A redesign?

of how I rhyme, and slang crack in my spare time

Crime Time

We rollin' with the undisputed, rootin tootin

21 gun salutin', new recruitin'

Wu-Tang, slang bang in unit

Put us in your cassette deck, yo, improvement

Smash and blast the shit, I’m doper than math

That makes you level through the devil

You never surpass

The stakes is hot, like bullet snatch pots

And hot twats

Fully operational hand held Glocks, mhm

The uncanny, vigilante panty man

Crook, took by the hook of the candy man

Look, now you caught up in the suction

Rap Tight and my appetite destruction

Today’s the day, the bomb gets dropped on America

Human civilization in concrete jungle concentration camps

Replacement amps blown, speaker abduction

The Mad weed seduction corruption

From the brain cells decreasing

Its sucker duck season, fuck treason

Blast if you trespass, bullet enters your mouth and exits your ass

Impregnate the math, then give birth to a newborn

Figure of speech drew form, with 8 arms

Napalms, collapses stages you perform on, dominate

Drama face, abominate, sling crack behind the black high gate

The nine fade the hearts of men

Slip the cartridge in

Off the hook like telemarketing sales condone over the phone

Danger zone

Bozzy Capone alone, in a terrordome Stalone

With a great cannon, bones cerebral swollen

Straight both ways scanning

All you roaches lay down I spray the brain damage

Bring the banners, the green gamma ray

Gain up the same data, Scatter

Then a dark part where D and you used to play all day

The ray sound stung you, you kung fu check the cleaner

From fire line I gun you for fun

Dial 9−1-1

Someone tore down the tunnel son

1−2 Check your fronts

Captain Crunch, munch on you for lunch

You punchbag drunk, bald headed monk

Top bunk, chunk your trunk full of junk

Buffer and bump stop humping me

Ruff a scum sucking muthafucka

Ducking my shit just luckily

Other emcees made a big mistake

Fronting on the mic that’s truly great

What?

How you want it fried or baked

I place in right through the heart of a snake

Scrape at papes, take what we can take

Til the day we die, meet the pearly gates

Golden Arms going strong, I’m holding weight

Cause