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  1. Visualantees

From the recording Organized Rhyme

Produced By: Ollie Twist

Lyrics

       
        Visualantees
        (EMC, Shadow, Nyce, O.Twist, Kastro)
        Produced By: Ollie Twist & Kastro

EMC:        we be visualantees, that run dry miltance canteens, with chickens that fan me with iced out phalanges, yo you can't ban me or even understand me, just know my shit's tight when you suck on my candies, EMC fuck you up, like a fifth of brandy, standing with a lean, when i'm standing big and mean,
huff huff puff then i'll blow you out like weed, i toke on mc's that crumble like that green, Rhyme Skeme smoke you like the P, we copped last week, i'll shake you like keefe, then bang you for gold teeth, and bury you beneath, the next hard street, and then you'll stay walked when the traffic cease, and pissed on when the traffic leaks,       
Shadow:        i take aim, 22's that'll rattle your brain, still the same, since I battled this game, MC's that haggle for fame, I never change, best to stay out my range, or feel it worse than pain, we the first that came, from CT another verse to frame, we spittin flames, highly trained, abstain, don't use our name in vain, it's kinda strange, border line insane, that's how it bangs OK, whatcha got to say, just let the records play,
Nyce:        in my hand i got a fist full of irresistable,
lyrics from the temple to the tip of the pencil,
mechanical its the shiny silver cyborg,
insubordination Donald Trump, "You're Fired!"  your hair looks tired me i just sit back,
and get my head rewired so that I can perspire,
Bionic Nitty roll through your city treads off a tank,
i'll make your fluids leak at an alarming rate,
Ollie Twist:    born red, i see life in wide frames, the coming of Twist synonomous to when the wise came,
and i'll die the same as my father, eyes aim, in my direction, remain superior mindframe,
and i've been through battles, like i'm General Patton,report what happened, to the base and the captain,
on the battlefield i'm rappin in closed captioned, i bring rhythm to the nation like Janet Jackson,
Oliver, college girls say i'm intellectual, vocabulary technical, on point mack it sexual, your outfit always matches, is your favorite color red? chickenheads attracted like a magnet to the bed,
proclaim your body, name you hottie, you know it's Ollie, seventh degree black belt, in lyrical karate,
peep the science i'm droppin, or retire your options, God's watching the hour glass, and time ain't stoppin,
Kastro:        i got poisons too extreme for any of your remedies,
        explosions on the track could snap all your extremedies,
        lifes a battle so i battle rap, you wanna battle back, we could handle that in any given habitat, no faults in my game, homie i got mine, put a hault in your day like a fuckin stop sign, i got dimes, but mines is more brolic, you want that good green wit no seeds i got it, thats my side hustle, rappin got me focused,
aint matchin the mental muscle even the closest is hopeless, dope shit dont miss throw spit from the lips,
seperatin the original from who the clones is, bet the bank i would never let none of ya'll play me, when my rank the same number as Tracy McGrady, dont fuck around and make me, prove you're mad fake,
when the RS rush your spot like a fuckin fast break, no i'm not Dave Chappelle just remained half baked,
toastin to heaven and hell the rest is left to fate.