"Brutal Beats" lyrics - M.O.D.

M.O.D.
"Brutal Beats"

It's the T to the rip
Slick and finger licken good like chicken
Possessed like Linda Blair, in exorcist
Can't front on the dragon, that's ludicrous
Your styles suckin', like a lollipop
Knock, knock who's there
Yo a buck a shot

Da fuckin' black panther
Comin' right at cha
Poisonous, I spread like cancer
Crews fuckin' hate us, I'm mad fuckin' famous
4 takin' no shit and puttin' boots up your anus
Ruthless, I'm leaving niggas toothless
I be da ill funk freaka blown out you speakers

Hard rhythms, complete
Brutal beats of concrete

Ruthless
But don't let that trouble you
That's ruthless, spelled with an are and not A W
Mad like Alfred Newman
Bad, like Michael J's new chin
Kickin' science harder then spock
Picken out victims like Furman with a glock
Buck, buck, buck, shots be ringing out
Slam you ass like Hogan in title bout

Hard rhythms, complete
Brutal beats of concrete