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Culture VI - Roman Empire lyrics
[SixXx]
 When the clock strikes 6 we strike and strike quick
 Let me hear it loud say it I'd die for my clique
 [Hystwise]
 This ya' boy right here Hystwizzle
 Yo' what's the chance of you survivin' once spits dampen ya' eyelids
 Damage ya' iris rupture glands ya' plannin' to cry with
 Trample your squadron leave ample time to respond with
 Calmly I vomit the sickest quotes the god in the makin'
 What?
 Precision what? fathom my gimmick this tiny voice is monstrous
 It pass as a concious inside a walkman
 Rivals often testin' Hyst push VI aside
 Spits hittin' high bitch who's quick to die
 Fist to ya' stomach I'll have guys spittin' they lunches
 Anyone who rap rhyme or spit can get they Tampons
 Ripped bronzed and reinserted among the emergin' forces bitch
 You can't fuck around with Culture VI
 [R.E.U.]
 Ayo' the patterns have shifted the techtonic plates have reversed
 And now they floatin off the face of the earth
 You have been given the curse of the one embracin' me first
 Muscle strands emerge resemblin' masonry work
 Basically you catch the Madagascar hissing cockroach injection
 Speach ceases when you notice you can't stop the throat infection
 deadin' ya' parts barge in a stadium with a jar of Urianium
 Shrapnell's caught in ya cranium
 I guess you got alot on your mind
 So I'm a just AHHH! nigga Culture! stop and rewind
 When I'm slayin' rappers cuz only science display the factors
 Cuz I write raps so that they rhyme when you play 'em backwards
 What? you can't fuck around with Culture VI
Culture VI - Roman Empire - http://motolyrics.com/culture-vi/roman-empire-lyrics.html
[Brolik]
 Dehydrated but I'm still spittin'
 B J the black Jesus fly description I flow sick you can't
 You can't find a prescription it's unfortune
 Caught my first body killed my own seed abortion
 H2O on any track scorchin'
 Gimme an el a couple of minutes to get my thoughts in
 Strugglin' with alcoholism I can't control it
 Drinkin' like 28 Days Sandra Bollick
 Gangster but I still can admit when I'm afraid
 Watch me ride a beat like a surfer ride a wave
 Oh man body lookin' like Conan
 Plus I'm a dread like I'm part of Dave Mathews band
 I'm still young half of 46
 Still wanna come Brolik and Culture VI
 Oh I ain't nice yeah right ya' gotta get ya' ears fixed
 You can't fuck around with Culture VI
 [Juganot]
 Juganot with bare hands disassemblin' brick walls my clique
 Depicts spear chuckin' Spics with crossbows
 And big balls goin' to war with bare toes
 And ripped clothes eliminating enemy tri folds
 Forget it don't try to set it you'll regret it
 Commentators never seen a K O so poetic
 You'll be needin' some local anesthetic cuz your pathetic
 Beggin' for a medic with a double doctrines and prosthetics
 No wins all you got is 20 pounds worth of screws and pins
 Connectin' mechanical limbs verbal whirlwinds
 Make heads spin then I rip skeletal frames and veins
 What remains is loose skin
 Rap prodigy lyrical anomoly
 The majority of emcees get dizzy tryin' to follow me
 Complex down to the cerebral cortex
 Shit you can't fuck around with Culture VI








