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RAS KASS : Take A Deep Breath lyrics

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RAS KASS lyrics : "Take A Deep Breath"

[Verse One]
West coast rap I run, and rhyme I rule
Not from old to new but from the true school

I lie, cheat, steal and rob
But I don't squab, giving the world a free paint job
Yes I smoke weed and sess

Green as the Hulk hold bottles of Old Gold
Push a ball point pen like a maintenance man
Sweep up wack Mcs with brooms and dust pans

Words I rock, plus mics equal Fahrenheit
I'm toxic wasting ^!$$%z that's facing my topics
Don't sweat my mic checks like bomb threats

They passed wet didn't even bust yet
I'm a foul ball, punk ^!$$%z can't catch it
In a straight jacket I write my rhymes with hatchets

So ^!$$%z who bite raps, I hope your $#&@ing lungs collapse
I'm on a vengeance writing rhymes with syringes
In West I loc, strong as camel smoke dope as [email protected](%

MCs are parallel when I'm with my double barrel
Rhymes get hard as a callous, plus my dome with my palace
A one man gang, I'm mighty with fangs, wild slang, rob bang

Til brings hang from the songs I sang
Watch me break it down like a picture
I strike nerves, I throw curve rhymes like a pitcher

If blood wont find ya, the nine's gonna getcha
Skits so frantic shoot rhymes like an automatic
^!$$%z panic when I let go the static frail

One step ahead in the future
Don't need a gun, when I can just let the rhyme shoot ya


[Chorus]
Bring it to the North, South
East and West

"Kill the world when I take a deep breath" [scratching]

[Ras Kass]

Don't represent at my expense
It's too expensive; I got the rapping world tensive
$#&@ passive, grey mater in gallons, my brain contains

Talions, so totalitarian reign, western hemisphere
Half of the equator creative side of the brain ascertain it
I remain undetectable entity, stressing amenity

Got hostility sinister similes
Like $#&@ Mary, I'm the where in proximities to these wack raps
Actually each level is lower

At this rap %#@! Ras Kass Constricts like the Boa
My flows pro and polar be deep
I unfold like the rap sheet

And compete incomplete sleet so complete hard emcees turn into SWV
Leave them so, weak in the knees they can hardly breathe
$#&@ a tree, my sentences provide the photosynthesis

I leave the god damn rap world suffocating
A new jack ain't nothing but a recent masturbation
Master medulla, mystical eyes of Medusa

Drown ^!$$%z like gouch with or without a producer
I used to, want to be excepted by my peers
now I have none, conducive

Logical collusions, I rely on Mount Siyon
To waste hell and set it son
So get the 4-11 or the 911 1 hundred

Rhyme written %#@!ting on your entire anthology
Anomaly there is no [email protected]#^ogy competition is a fallacy
Fictious ^!$$%z ain't ripping getting getting roped in like kids fishin

To the ones that kick the kids to the curb
Put a dick in your eardrum and $#&@ what ya heard


[Chorus]

[Verse Three]

^!$$%z you can't run
And you sure as $#&@ can't hide
Who's first to die

When my violent lines collide
No escape my ciphers lock down like folks that provoke me
But your comments is the same (Don't approach me)

One step beyond what everyone considers tight
1995 Vietnam, mother$#&@ers wont survive
^!$$%z wanna walk my path but they
don't know my path is like a plane crash aftermath
My lyrics is brimstone

I got squads caught up in my vortex
Coroners is running out of white sheets
I change the whole definition of a crime scene
Silent like graveyard ground duck down
You in the line of fire about to expire like coupons

Talent MCs get crushed like croutons
I'm dropping the triple O G you bomb
22 mega tons of dynamite
Saw verbal tongues of mother$#&@ers who ain't rhyming right
Test the best and grew Mcs with the fertilizer

Man and microphone stand brutalizer
My funk I'm deeper than a shalom
Rapper found dead with two spokes protruding from their spinal columns
I hear wack then counteract
Then build skills like robotek

Go text type to go techs of dope raps
So go ahead and act up ^!$$%
You need a tea quarantine cause my style is contagious
I'm daring them
^!$$% rap lines of Jesus Christ
Nah but I'm flattered by the comparison

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