I see dead man grins Seven deadly sins Couldn't keep his mouth closed in the house of chins The all seeing eye that recognize the rap clones Plus possess the pin to crack the pyramid stone Its the call of the wild thats why my words rank high Drop the verse for nine planets That fell from the sky Do or die you and I get fly with rap expressions With the one two three four five
In the session with the lesson Cause in bass and treble we trust With the rebels orally ready in case we bust And write a power chord and if the place be plush We kick the old school like Julio Iglesius Tapes we push be straps with no safety catch We attack like a bullet till your face relax And think about it If you ain't got the class to flee Be mentally ready for jurass-catastrophy
Now its time for me to rise The lyric utilizer Down like fertilizer Quick to improvise A style that can surprise ya Your eyes is on the prize We can go line for line I ain't hard to find While we break your spine My mild style reclines I'm laid back All that talk you need to save that The payback is all the reason that I'm flexing The feds rocking like we x-men
Chorus: 2X You say you want action satisfaction The brothers with the positive reaction The crew with style that¹s on top of the pile J5¹s gonna rock a long long while
We get set Who's up next to pull to a fast one Lyrically connect the dots and then I blast one Now who wants action satisfaction Lyrics remind you of bass I'm everlasting Casting plagues my styles crossing the switchblades My momma shoulda named me grace cause I'm amazingly Blazing with the fire and desire I'm world renowned I gets down to the wire
If any child of mine gets out a line boastin¹ My style of rhyme covers you like calamine lotion Lifted out like vine motion I spend time stroking You still drink a dime potion and dime boasting But now my rhymes open brims a spirituality We be giving power that you can share with your family Aerodynamically cutting through danger Ripping your narrow mentality nothing but flavor
Chorus 2X
The moral of my oral ammunition rendition 2na fish on a Marc 7even collision We be forever keeping niggas on they P's and Q's And the B's who snooze leave diseased and bruised I see through your crews like an x-ray tube And gamma rayed your function Left you with assumption That we be the butter clique We smothered with the action satisfaction thats guaranteed to be jurassic
