musical massacre

Singer:eric b. & rakim

how could i keep my composure

when all sorts of thoughts fought for exposure?

release

then veins in the brains increase

when i let off

make a wish and blow the smoke off my piece

unloadin

unfold and the rhymes are explodin

and the mic that i'm holdin's golden

cordless cause the wire caught fire like a fuse

gunpowder and the slightest bruise is a friction

the outcome is there so listen

here's the brief description

a boom then flame then smoke

ashes a dust to dust

contact is compact when i bust

mc's are now in a massacre

a disaster a. master at fashion a beat to death

to a pulp

till it can't pump

speakers ain't sayin nothin

now the ball can thump

as i'm lookin' i stand like great buildings in brooklyn

then the stage is took then

havoc struck that could product a whole court

keep in touch with the mic when you're holdin y'all

sumpin and pumpin and slobbin and droolin

nothin's pumpin

who do you think ya foolin?

tommy tucker

the neighborhood sucker

what you oughtta do. is pick up a tempo

from what i invent

so hard not to bite

but you can't prevent so

you start to kidnap

i watch the kid rap

when he get off he know he shouldn't a did that

minor

old-timer

weak-rhymer

stay-in-liner

you won't be inclined to go so yo

maybe later

you're gonna be

but for now

you're almost one of me

now the immature imitations taken from originations

made by tracin and a little arrangin

so perform

if ya still ain't warm maybe after

a roast by the host with the most it's a musical massacre

never tired

don't even try it

keep quiet

like a storm

you could rain.but a riot

remains

the gangs power just like the towerin inferno

the beat's gonna burn so

distance i kept

ou better watch your step

volunteers go from here and get

ya out of the flames

appreciate the temperature change

anywhere within the range of celcius

fahrenheit on the mic

mic melts see it

burns soon as it's felt see it's torchin

scorchin

mic's pipin hot

steamin who's schemin now ya not

james brown must a been dusted

disgusted

now he can't be trusted

embalmed with fluid

static can cause an explosion

in fact impact's closin in

time was up

so i don't need a time bomb

beat gives me a heat-stroke when i rhyme calm

pull out the tool

sometimes i wanna break fool

but i was cool

like one in the chamber

lets play a game of rhymin roulette

and put me up to your brain and name a rhyme about ya clout

one mistake. ya out

if this imitation it can't be the same show

maybe what you'll find somewhere over the rainbow

courage

heart

brain

you need rhyme

turn on your mic

snap your fingers three times

we gone

or the story won't end the same

and you'll feel the flame

the potion was weak

make another antidote

whats the science? why can't ya quote?

elements for musical intelligence

rhymes are irrelevant

no development

and that settles it

go manufacture a match

send me after a blast

from the master that has to make musical massacre