King Geedorah ft. Biolante AKA Kurious Fastlane [Emcees Biolante AKA Kurious] [Producers Metal Fingers Original Instrumental from Metal Fingers Mugwort] [Verse 1 Biolante AKA Kurious] Only God is judge, never plea the case Always aware of the truth we could never erase Fallen from grace, black North Face Ounce of green smoke, jack with no chase Peddle on the floor, thirsty for score Fastlane, destination top of cash game Seek heat like a missile with mad aim You cant blame missing spirits who campaign A mystery to most, universal Most see as hot, yup, more often than not Vision clear like a Hindu with the third eye dot We be weak not, babythats my word. I got Nough rhymes, tough times, try talking to kids Who walk around thinking that God doesnt forgive Uh Life in itself is like a bid And if you scared to die, then you scared to live Aint it a shame? Dealing with the remain Hennessy on the brain, travel the plane [Hook Biolante AKA Kurious] World of copycats, twisted deathtraps Bliss the sex raps, wine to jetblack Matters awake in response, since came to life Singing a sance, escape the realm Fly swift like old hat, fake jacks and cats Catch two smacks. Back up Gentlemen, relax Blaze trails that havent been traveled in a while Scatter clues for those who equate the style [Verse 2 Biolante AKA Kurious] Cruising in the Lex out the window seat while I be Tripping off the rhyme, bop my head to the beat I cant speak on delirious mood swings True crowns, are handed to true kings Titletaking, back straightened, moneymaking Vital sign awaken, idle minds go to Satan No debating on the vessel that we navigating Gravitating, scheming, leave em standing, waiting Specialize in futuristic mental picturepainting Were enslaved to sick ways, Im quenching with thirst Gift of a new day that seem like a curse With what we made, penetrate the charade Incision is barely felt from the sharpness of the blade Moving motionless through this masquerade Looming in the dark but just to say we spark What? A match made in Heaven and Hell apart Yeah But still one if its life we start Uh So real, revealed, signed and sealed What we feels translates to meals That 9to5 shit is no joke Muscling, scientist, but dont look down upon My hustling [Hook Biolante AKA Kurious] World of copycats, twisted deathtraps Bliss the sex raps, wine to jetblack Matters awake in response, since came to life Singing a sance, escape the realm Fly swift like old hat, fake jacks and cats Catch two smacks. Back up Gentlemen, relax Blaze trails that havent been traveled in a while Scatter clues for those who equate the style [Outro Sample] Look at them, those two space monsters The one with the three heads is King Geedorah And that ones Gigan We are controlling them
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