Captivate / Deactivate - Demigodz

My blows landed, those they froze stranded

Most by most branded, for life I’m precise

These so-called perfectionists must have no standards

Thinkin they’re the don when they shit comes on

They got it all wrong, tryna step into E’s world

They fakin jacks like the bootleg cheese curls

Please girls — stop eating up rice cakes

Have a nice steak for Christ sakes

My mic takes many lives, like 20 knives to the uterus

A pugilist, whipin out cities like Mt. Vesuvius

You jealous jerks — I’ll rip you out your Perry Ellis shirts

Write a rap on the map and show you Hell on Earth

I pop fly shit, you catch it like Ellis Burks

They only way you’d be well at work is sellin Certz

It’s probably gettin done as we speak like Jenna Jame-son

«Captivate 'em before the raps deactivate 'em»

«I smile with a sinister grin and finish him»

«Crews I run through it, drama I’m in to it»

«Right stupid» [-- Raekwon

«What!

Bring it I’ll blow ya whole spot» [-- Punisher

Yo, fuck what you heard these are words from now Testament

Bring ya squadron and face the Demigodz regiment

I breathe fire, guns are a part of me

Fuck preservin hip-hop artistry, I’ll propel bullets through ya arteries!

Come through my hood and get smacked with the four

You look like a FAGGOT!

Just like Eve looks like a crack-whore

Straight up and down deadly, that’s how my clique spit

I’m dope, you’re just a barbituate kickin bitch shit

I choke MC’s 'til they turn green, I’m a sick man

If a Martian fucks with me I’ll choke him 'til he turns tan

Now that’s some stupid shit and niggas ain’t havin that

Celph Titled’s known to rip apart all you average cats

You might find me on a raft floatin from Cuba

With heavy ammunition, assault rifles and bazookas

And while your out claimin sets doin drive-bys

I’m in a stealth bomber, breakin sound, doin fly-bys

I move the crowd like a riot squad or national guard

And pull cards like blackjack dealers at the Mirage

Reflect life like light off the predator’s camoflauge

Competitors find it hard to battle against the odds

They gaze into the oracle to see the euphorical rays

That it displays for every metaphorical phrase

Audio visuals like a spiritual ritual

Individuals need to uprise against the citadel

Stray from the typical, originality’s at a minimal

My soundwaves blaze with every syllable

I’ll give a lesson on emceein as a professional

To teach you herbs steppin' that my words are a weapon

You got gassed, like you put the pedal to the floor

I’ll put the metal in your jaw so you know that I’m raw

I do damage and represent the whole damn planet

So no matter where I’m at I got the homefield advantage

I make it hot like Heather Hunter’s pussy in the summer

Then I fuck her hard enough to make Chloe Jones shudder

I’ll make her call me the Don Da-Da

I’m a computer with a super medulla oblongata

Save ya homo rap

You cop Chaps at TJMaxx

Think that you could battle me and win?

Next plan

There’s a better chance of Eminem joinin X-Clan

Cuz we mother when we we’re the crew

Godz with the style you

And y’all ain’t basement, y’all are locked in the cellar

Ain’t sayin shit like a Helen Keller acapella

And we originated «Root Beers» for ya frigid air

You cats run around sweatin Demigodz CD

Motherfucker calm down, this is only the EP…