![]() I do not hold any of what’s on my mind” Who the fuck you think was next to spit on this track? (Yeah!) That cat from the land of chickens and cracks. Metaphor, Pumpkinhead, and Block McCloud) - “The Unusual Jam” “I recognize that I must demonstrate…” “…that the assassin will be apprehended and brought to justice” “See, I speak up. I was scared” - Sample from Caroline in “Bedtime Story” from Vaughn Meader’s The First Family “If you don’t like my ” “May I have your attention, please? Folks, listen” “Pumpkinhead” - Sample from Pumpkinhead on Brooklyn Academy (ft. We’re quicker ta Lift up your feet from a Brooklyn street to Ithaca Sticking ya, fucking your ho like Dirk Diggler Sick with the flow, twisting the dro mixed with indica Tear your heart up, put a rip in ya, stripping ya Fat-lipping your mug, son, the rhyme crippler ‘Member back when, when it was much more simpler? We’re stuck in ya with a microphone, fist-fucking ya ![]() Bitch emcees, get the cock in ya Dusting ya like a number one drug customer Hustler, get your shit muffed like a muffler Raise the temperature every time they hear me mention a name We popular like a five-star opera Mopping ya off of the floor, then force-dropping ya You follow my lead at a high speed. The cat Who cut off your thighs and lick the blood off the knives Chopping ya. I pave A path for the wise with mud in my eyes, sitting on The Sun as it rise and smoke a blunt in the skies. Pray for your lives Get vaporized if we destabilize. This cat is loose like a shoestring Dangling, still catching wreck when we tangling Mangling minds, spraying my lines. ![]() My words flow and lace your brain Smell the butane. Stake your claim on this mic, son, state your name Get your mouth froze, taste the ‘caine Enter your vein.
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