Spoileur: lyrics [Verse 1: MF DOOM] It ain't nothing like a fistfull a cash or a bliss fulla the hash That twist like a mustache, from end to end, spread it like a rash From talking through your walkman or at your disco bash Gimme the Timbs Rumplestiltskin brown A metal face mask with a built in frown A mic to tilt down, a hundred thousand pounds And see how kilt sound like spilt milk clown Cocoa butter on very ashy day fam With Ray-Bans out on the islands of Cayman Or i'll break it down for the layman Bain de Soliel, for that St. Tropez tan A can a ole gold too cold to hold, slow ya roll Keep on moving like Soul II Soul, hold the dough Like a fool who stole pity y'all From tryna go up against city hall titty bar The black mic is like a red violin Ok, everybody back to the lab, try again Bloody rap game like leviathan Leave a bad taste, killin my high like niacin Stop kiddin middlemen need Ritalin Hit me with the full tin of gin and im a kid again Keep the bong lightin straight through the song writin The Supervillain AKA the thong bitin, thats inviting all To the recitin thats dope and raw Hoping all yall come in peace and its open bar Tear the roof off this bumba rasclaat By the end of the night spazz like shazbot Spilt a shot made the pen lines runny A ill plot thats ten times Ben Stien money.... funny How he rips the scripts with a straight face With more rhymes than is lines in ya database Placing rappers in endangerment, who's reckless With this food for thought sorta like breakfast You could mark it off as wreck on the checklist Wear gold fronts, can't afford no necklace Shit, that there, could go to help them daycares Somebody say yeahh.. (yeahhh!) Pay ya fares,... give the Herbalizers his shares And y'all could pay DOOM in beers; cheers! 1, 'u-xx_large_top_margin': $height > 0}" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: block;"> [Verse 2: RZA] I came to the shores of America disguised as a pillar The alpha and omega and the home of the beggars, the black sellers Who been beaten, raped, lynched, robbed and stoned And caused to roam the earth in service cause they couldn't maintain at Home This dates back to 1555 When they captured the first tribe of men And piled them in a pen Fifty feet high They took em all on a 9000 mile ride And landed on the shore of a place they never seen before But read about this inside the ancient books of war Bonded in stainless steel, stripped of their language Still survived the anguish of slavery but still remained nameless Separated to portions and tricked by John Haughty Hawkins And sold on the auction, taught birth control and abortion Rulers of the first part became slaves of the worst part The devils cursed God and reversed God And turned God into dog and made people search hard No relief came to the prophet of W.D. Feraud To a trauma, dropped our mommas off in Bahamas and Barbados Tobagos, separated us from slave boats Made our own brothers hate us From Virgin Isle to Jamaica Trinidad, Honduras, Haiti, Grenada Bermuda to Cayman, mental enslavement You black gods become awaken
Spoileur Look inside of the mind and see Original Heads, check 1, 2, 3 Light ‘em up. Hawaiian cess bless my mind Now I kick the rhyme for the nickel nine, take a sip a wine But E&J’ll make a nigga laid Figured I stay to the blunts, save the liquor for my nigga Dee I’ll represent the Original Head, killing The original dead. (Booyah!) That’s my nigga Dred Blowing the spot (Blao!). Fuck a philly Five got the Dutch, Buckshot got the Colin Powell Check my dialect from my diaphragm You got your nine by your waistline, and Me and my niggas don’t give a damn. We got The Bucktown, Boot Camp attitude, kill a man Timberland make me General Roughneck wild, big ‘em up now, Bob Marley style Cheech & Chong style, light-the-bong style—that’s Light at night, puffing the L by the River Nile I smoke so much lye, I hallucinate Ill visions in my head, everybody must dead 1, 'u-xx_large_top_margin': $height > 0}" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: block;"> [Hook: Buckshot] (x4) Killing every nigga in sight, killing every Nigga in sight, killing every nigga in... [Verse 2: Buckshot] I wake up in the morning (We puff lye) I wake up in the evening (We puff lye) Check the blahzayblah. I’m feeling the vibe from the rhythm and The soul. I pack a twenty-sack and watch a nigga fold Don’t you hate niggas who make records for bitches? It’s all about the blunts—fuck them stunts. Now What you want is what you get like Mickey Dee Bitch, bend over, blow me so I can feel a breeze Giving my enemies time to recollect on The past, when I bust that ass, bass took your check Figured I’d get bigger when I lose my beeper Knocked your head plus knot your dread, all while you’re dead We be I and I be we ‘cause we be family Buckshot, 5FT., and Evil Dee T-to-the-R-E-V and The M-to-the-E-E-C-H-E All my niggas in the place to be Can I get an amen? (Amen!) See, we be... [Hook: Buckshot] (x4) Killing every nigga in sight, killing every Nigga in sight, killing every nigga in... 1, 'u-xx_large_top_margin': $height > 0}" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: block;"> [Verse 3: Buckshot] I like the night if you like the night, ma. I like The night (Bitch-ass niggas, take flight) You want your gun? I got your millimeter, I eat A sucker duck emcee to smoke blunts by the centimeter Right away to serve the nigga on a curb I love my niggas, so my niggas puff herb—now My niggas, throw your blunts in the air like this (Like this) Original Crooks never get dissed If we get dissed, niggas get that to the back 5, where you at? (Right here!) Another mission to be dissing, and who do I Be dissing? (Bitches) God, fuck the intermission It’s about killing the nigga, the one playing The bigger, the one playing the sucker ducks with a trigger I feel a bump coming on in the set (Son parlay on the wreck) Fuck that. Time to break a neck [Hook: Buckshot] (x4) Killing every nigga in sight, killing every Nigga in sight, killing every nigga in... Spoileur [Intro] Yo there comes a time when you push a man beyond the limits It's time we strike back y'all Revolutions [Verse 1: Gennessee] Organizing gameplans walk through life observing mayhem I rock in all states yo my fans be up in safe hands I take stands with my team construct a plan Plus move with my mind and try to find another land On a search for my soul but sees my life is controlled By propositions, aimed at my submission, to live in prison These fake snakes and jakes be on a mission They wanna kill sons and pull guns without permission With no assistance, put you down at close distance You need to have respect for existence, and listen Subliminal tactics with facts got you conditioned Brainwashed with ill intentions and bad religion These politicians be neglecting ghetto conditions 'Cause campaign commissions is they only premonition Tradition sinking, and it's time for us to rise You can see the revolution in a MC's eyes [Chorus: Double Life] The revolution is on its time to rise You push us to the limit now we gots to draw the line Let's all get together son and reach for the skies You can see the revolution in a MC's eyes 1, 'u-xx_large_top_margin': $height > 0}" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: block;"> [Verse 2: L*Roneous] United with fam, the hand that plans on our arrival Some said don't waste your time yo that mission's suicidal Saw vision deep when the lights is on pondering survival Rivals face to face to lace the taste of wasting time in cycle 'Cause I was told the bones of old injustices Have a way of rising from the tomb Plaguing nations with the silent doom Letting violent tunes while at noon Killing the wise from the womb Consumed and lost in loot they prostitute our essence So now it's here the message wasn't listened to Mandate Passed, now a chosen few can't get in school It was written true, but who's to think that Stick N Move Was mental too? Now who's the fool The revolutions all around you [Verse 3: Gennessee] Living through this trifeness I try to fight and keep it righteous An try to show my people that we living through a crisis Law is collapsing, and media's like pornographic Exploiting the masses Prestigious corrupting classes With doctored textbooks, then history that's backwards Government raising taxes, liquidating asses Checks they skimming, since evil money was infinite It's time to rebel I been pushed beyond the limits And out of time, the stress on my minds been inflicted To live in this foul corrupt world I been convicted These laws are wicked promoting nuclear projects A million empty pockets and niggas is building rockets Let's all get together y'all and stop it Bring a revolution once the words of a prophet 1, 'u-xx_large_top_margin': $height > 0}" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: block;"> [Verse 4: L*Roneous] And unlock it as my peoples evolved The system seem to see-saw I'm thinking star wars and rebels (rebels) Dark lords and devils (devils) The charge was sparked before my birth the level's never even The government was scheming now we easing for the get-back Operation Double-Life Crew move past the set-backs It'll take a better trap I see past the massed illusion The media's collusion with political abusing The empires crumbling, now wars are fought in ruins My point of view is screwed of it, my skin invites unruliness With Rully games in three piece suits, to ruin movements The wind of discontent is bent on ending this existence The echoes of the past exacted real shit we live with It's parasitic, breaking down barricades without limits Some pawns are timid, falling prey to everyday living And dying slow, the tide ain't really high it's low A violent foe lurks with lying folks that hide control I part the seas and leave but still I'm sent the same shit 'Cause my skin holds Melanin, I'm jelling an form immediate plans of action And my reaction? It's time to rise [Chorus: Double Life] (x2) The revolution is on it's time to rise You push us to the limit now we gots to draw the line Let's all get together son and reach for the skies You can see the revolution in a MC's eyes 1, 'u-xx_large_top_margin': $height > 0}" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: block;"> [Verse 5: Gennessee] Building up my conscious mental enlightenment I be fighting with the voice in the back Of my head, making me write this shit Deciphering my essence in questions it keep me guessing Of how to stay strong, learn my lessons and keep progressing My intellect would beast on a set, y'all niggas hit the deck And intercept this plan laid down, you'd think that Hitler said Yo it's a holocaust, it's time to show force attack the source Reinforce the way of life I'm willing to die for You look in my eyes and see my fam that I cry for Be careful planting seeds, I see these evil men breathe So take heed to my words before you're locked up and stranded I ain't asking for the revolution y'all, I demand it [Chorus: Double Life] It's time we rise You push us to the limit now we gots to draw the line Let's all get together son and reach for the skies You can see the revolution in a MC's eyes The revolution is on it's time to rise You push us to the limit now we gots to draw the line Let's all get together son and reach for the skies You can see the revolution in a MC's eyes
