Young Zee lyrics : "Electric Chair"
Punishment
[Young Zee:]
I'm bring hell when I smoke Ls like Sensai
Then Kunta Kenta backbone won't need Ben Gay
The notes brings swarms like troops in Desert Storm
On Mcs (Out the trees) like the Vietnamese
And I drink straight Everclear mixed with beer
I'm weird, using punk $$# hearts for souvenirs
It's Dark Crystal, or Clash of the Titans
I get hype and lightenin' start strikin' when I'm writin'
I'm sniffing black cocaine
Me and Slang hit the hunchback of Notre Dame
I wanna rule the land so I scanned and planned
Doing drivebyes in Iran in a white Sedan
I write raps in the Moutains with half ounces
The Outz %#@!, on all the kids you hang around with
You lucky Zee ain't the mayor
Or I'd give your click the Electric Chair
[Outsidaz:]
You have no hair, the Electric chair (Your click... hahahaha) [x3]
[Slang Ton:]
Look, all I needed was to be drunk and weeded
So I could freak with, three chicks on Sealy Posturepedic
[Pacewon:]
This man pulls Damsales, I'm know to hang crews
And piss on they face as they dangle from the ankels
Pacewon is super even if I got no Buddah
Or loot-ah, I still +Maxwell+ like Grand Puba
[Slang Ton:]
I buy One Day At A Time
[Pacewon:]
I pack more tools then Snider
[Slang Ton:]
Pacewon, explain how these men become biters
[Pacewon:]
Well first they get thirsty
And since our style is +Milk+
They sip and get freaky with our style like silk
But it's no haps, cause we been rapping since grade 3
To be +Originators+ like Jaz and Jay-Z
These biters wack, one tried to tap my celly
And got buried like pigs in my pet cemetary
Priest sounding like this ain't a righteous way to be
Or achieve the "Glamorous Life" like Sheila E
Whoa, all your Vipers before you try to bite us
Beware or get the Electric Chair
[Outsidaz:]
You have no hair, THE ELECTRIC CHAIR!
[Young Zee:]
Zee needs to be inside a rap institution
Cause I start grouping and kill two men, EXECUTION
Stop from what they rapping about
We throw them in the chair and watch they eyes pop out
[Pacewon:]
Hear this, Electric Chair is property of
The Outsidaz Mafia, designed for rhyme copiers
And HeMen, hip hop fiends that be theivin'
And wannabiters like a baby when it's teethin'
(Outsidaz)
We kill kids that try to steal %#@! from us
And laugh at they $$# while their skin turns colors
[Young Zee:]
The Outz strap biters down one at a time
Then turn the switch, and watch they $$# fry (for they crimes)
Yeah yeah too many Owls and Zee gets buckwild
Then get bits two quarts of my style
If you bite me, I don't care
Kid I swear, you'll get the Electric Chair
[The Outsidaz ad-lib until the end]
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