isaak hoover
hip hop since 88
It ain't better than 7 day theory that's for dam sureAlright just alright
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It ain't better than 7 day theory that's for dam sureAlright just alright
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Yo
My empire strikes with the strength of poisonous snakes
My entire unit loaded up with snake nikkas that hire stakes
We pull off a high stakes, great escapes, expand, shift team downstate
Dreams are growing over and my son'll live great
Little man I'm plannin to enhance your mindstate
The rebirth, a nikka who lived an ill life
The one before me was of an even more trife
My understandin, I'll raise you with precise plannin
And put you on to the whole game of this planet
But I gotta survive in order to follow thru plans to live lot-o
Me and my lil' getgo, any man tryin to stop us he get wet-o
He couldn't withstand the snake bite, there is no hanky
Don't you put your hands too close and try to approach
I won't snap at you I'm goin for throats
And when you feel my bite 'cha sing high notes
I peeped you from deep and then you got cut throats
My formulae-I live life do or die
Stare into the eyes of a deep wiseguy
Prodigy turnin nikkas to protoges
My protege I advise ya ass to make way
Make way...for fully-auto gun spray
You're small prey, I'll easily bait and trap yea
This man is half mad scientist-half sane
Creative rhyme labryinth like poisonous cannabis
Here take a toke of this daily rare roackalist
Overpower y'all, tiny noise like locust
Like sunlight thru a magnifying glass I'll focus em
Burn a hole straight thru ya brain and leave ya open (Oh shyt!)
And let the venom soak in
You start sweatin and goin thru convulsions from dope shyt I write
Leavin nikkas stuck, I let spit
Trapped up in a web of a nikka that's sick
I'll wrap you up in coc00n, you caught up in the midst
As dangerous as risky business fukkin with this
Contender number one I put you on top of the list
You're the best challenger so far I'll give you this
But peep this (what?) fatal shots that soloplex
Man down, now who dares to go next?
Like General Monkmonk orders to chop necks
I send a message to my whole clique to bomb shyt
Atomic, no time for calm shyt
We hyperactive and it's time for Vietnam bit
Ya whole alliance gets single handedly bomb-ded
Take heed to the apostle's warning
Word up!
My mans P went bananas on this album
Last verse on HOE tooI think the only rhyme fukking with this at the time was nas take it in blood. P also went in on nighttime vultures, and still shining.
if I really can't respect the nikka who's saying it.It's just another fictionary tale in a sea of fictionary tales(
)It's deeper than bars.You gotta examine the man behind the rhymes.
The more I learn about Pac, the realer his music gets.
The more I learn about Mob, the faker their music gets
I'm not just looking at the pre-pubescent/kid playing with his GI Joe toys/childlike imagination type rhymes and goingif I really can't respect the nikka who's saying it.It's just another fictionary tale in a sea of fictionary tales(
)
Mob's just not a good match up for Pac.
They compare better with Big, Fabolous, the Lox, or some shyt
It's deeper than bars.You gotta examine the man behind the rhymes.
The more I learn about Pac, the realer his music gets.
The more I learn about Mob, the faker their music gets
I'm not just looking at the pre-pubescent/kid playing with his GI Joe toys/childlike imagination type rhymes and goingif I really can't respect the nikka who's saying it.It's just another fictionary tale in a sea of fictionary tales(
)
Mob's just not a good match up for Pac.
They compare better with Big, Fabolous, the Lox, or some shyt
