Line For Line - Grav

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From the realm of the dunzillas

From Chi town to uptown

My man Rashaun, Kanye, Seldom C, Sway

Meet Grav

And spark on this like 4th day 'Raq

Flow’s wicked like eurocentrics, magically makin' men emerge

Spiritual urge, that leave from their body to surge to witness my verbs

Leave holes in chest cavities like vaginas black

Finger poppin' souls with facts

Mishaps and missteps, repulsive acts nonstop

We load the clip to keep my mind skills on cock

Against corrupted MCs, splittin' their skulls with one swift motion

Cosmic destruction cause I get high from Merlin’s potion

Yo mad niggas got dreams of the Lexus and coupes

Got their signin' bonus and bought TECs for the video shoot

Ayo them shits backfired before the cameraman arrived, he died

For his image, now let’s start the scrimmage

In the first quarter, I sacked 25 MCs

By halftime you still got rhymes but they are diseased

They infected with 75 seconds of life left

I cremate MCs and breathe they ashes in my life’s breath

In a life or death situation

I come through with the Chi representation

And bleed you pussies every month like ovulation

The sensation’ll shine through your mind

Take it line for line

Play across the board to rob these niggas blind

When we’re takin' 'em line for line

Yo let’s react with our mind, kill the black-on-black crime

I’ll be takin' it line for line

Yo what you got, nigga?

I got a fix for your binge

Laced dope that soaks nerves numb

Slung in slums to a steady stream of clientele

Eager tongues fold under pressure, the parallel

Doubt disarrays the strongest efforts like a spell

The spell will lift, the truth be even more vague

Infectious on phonograph, a verbal plaque plague

That preys on focused ears, I steer the culture in a new direction

Disarm your psyche before you can reach your Smith & Wesson

I write like a cartel

Melody mercenaries that fits the art well

A secret order of chosen artists summoned from global markets

Plottin' precise assaults on sub-terrainian targets

Citizens seek refuge from bombshed that drops constant

Poetically potent content executed on some calm shit

Yo I heard they said ghettobred, thorough head

That an MC that can’t rhyme is better off than said

Best music off rhymes like holdin' 8ths

From a malicious mouth face that makes radioactive space

The science we seek, world supremacy over beats

A league of crowd catalysts unleashed on the streets

Why you reachin' for your heat?

My shit’s concealed in the mind

When I’m takin' 'em line for line

Anonymous masterminds shiftin' a paradigm

When I’m takin' 'em line for line

From the cotton fields runaway slaves misbehavin'

My cravings remain eclectic, stay pathetic

Prognosis, verbal dope feign who overdoses

Regain focus, but hold, the pale horse approaches

Roaches, collect the Ls up, my head said it

Plus up the magnetic, I keep shit connected

When crews get beheaded, slave ring the antiseptic

My man Sway erect shit lace it then I bless it

Ayo, uptown heads gravitate toward Saturn

Moon spin me while Seldom C’s gone with the wind

On the third day let my mental ascend

Where platinum dicks make your portals do tricks

Dimensional slits trip through space and time

While you black cats remain blind I become sunshine

Risen from tombs

To wreak stress havoc and doom

On flesh and bones of niggas who think microphones

Are restitutes for gods controllin' the weather

Verbal showers and razor blades rain down to sever

Body parts to expose their inner skin linin'

Death to weak foes from my in depth rhymin'

My timin' is exact and quick to stain brains

From gusts to strong winds and ill hurricanes

Somethin' wicked this way comes

Hey yo in the side of the norm

Niggas’ll run take cover from the storm

I cause, when provoked and forced to get loose

With the same lightnin' bolts that I stole from Zeus

It’s a holocaust with terror that most niggas fear

Grizzly type style that’s rather hard to bear

Forces driven by ancient spirits

That’s barefoot with naps, goatees and Chuck spears

Yo, check, as shadow emits from headstones to headphones

Bust eardrums, leave dead tones

In hemispheres of brains used to comprehend

How me and my niggas turned gods to mortal men

In apocalyptic times I let my third eye shine

When I’m takin' 'em line for line

I take five niggas' souls and convert 'em into mine

Now we takin' 'em line for line

Take 'em now, take 'em now, take 'em now

Take 'em to the side

Side for side