rise of the machine

[Mike Tyson: Sample]
I was gonnna rip his heart out, Im the best ever
Im the most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion theres ever been
My style is impetuous, my defense is impregnable
And Im just ferocious, I want your heart!
I wanna eat your children, praise be to *****!
[Vinnie Paz]
They call me Kublai Khan, ready for war with a Ruger 9
Im ready with a machete for Rudy Giulian
Im ready for anybody who want war
Yall aint nice with the hands you cant brawl
You cant stall, we hold the black horses
Im runnin up in ya church to smack crosses
You lack rawness, you lack passion
You couldnt make it through war without rations
You just a *******ual; I think the gay rights movement
should meet you and then invest in you
Rhymin bout flowers n ******t
And poets on the mic for twenty hours n ******t
Im housin ya ******t; Shuttin ya ****** mic off
Snatch ya ****** poetry book and then kick the dyke off
Set the fight off, show em what real rap is
Real rhymes, real beats and real clappers
And we blast until cover
Make you see murder [C-Murder] like Master P brother
(Yea, whats the deal baby, yea, free Ras Kass, feel me)
[Chorus: Scratched by Stoupe] (repeat 2x)
'Cmon, let em know its us when we come on'
'While real MCs and DJs are a minority'
'Power, down goes another rapper'
'Make way, cause here I come'
[Ras Kass]
Yea, yo, yo, yea, ****** it
When I spit it get ******tty like the teeth of Mike Bibby
Live from nowhere keep the west coast with me like J-Kidd
Slay chicks if she pretty, only fugitive you know slay chicks to be Diddy
No system electricity, spine the mind with it
Tryna go 50 /50 with my Billboards check
Like 800 first week, 800,000 the next
They put on the cover of the **** I just might flex
Na, Im too lazy, with hennessy and hoes
But I bench pressed the trigger of a four pound though
Hit enemies with rolls for money shows and clothes
****** bank rolls, Im yellow gold and incredible flows
My homies sellin coke, cause love dont love nobody
Said he like the free spirits with slugs to plug your body
Til you shrug and flop like Vlade Divac
Paint picture perfect, inside rockin the b-bop
We not confused , raps the ****** news
Each rhyme a 'Minority Report', ****** Tom Cruise
Adversity my muse, thats why I make mus-ic
Transmit SARS, its 20 bars as you spit
[Chorus: Scratched by Stoupe] (repeat 2x)
'Cmon, let em know its us when we come on'
'While real MCs and DJs are a minority'
'Power, down goes another rapper'
'...Make way, cause here I come'