Lletres: Suns Of The V.I.. Other. Vocal Instrument.

[Dipper A-Low:]
I suplex the mind with a rhyme that can outrun space and time
Genuine since 89
My hip hop percise with a verbal connectic sixth sense
Sa lyrical barracks for ya has beens
Mentally crappin' out in a deadly game of snake eyes
One die bring fries heres a new salt for that 3rd eye
Flavoring additive no artificial primative
Your lucky God was on your side to say "Just let him live"
No partner interprise that wack shit build a wack skit
And watch you get that ass whipped
I'm rippin' the tips off of girls clits and leavin' 'em hangin'
The west is lyrical gang bangin'
Changin' your viewin' aspect of what's playin' cause I'm Dipper
Different and significant vocal instrument 100 percent intelligent
It's irrelevent those false alligations by my idiot nation
Who was born in the suns vibration twisting and blazin'
Caught up in my text and it's amazing
Seeing your cerebrum brazing along the hot black asphalt
Through to a stalk as your every night sleep
I watch you walk through hell with a perm
And watch you burn like Howard Stern in the midnight
Devils catch beligerant significant

Hook: Vocal instument vocal instrument
We're different but significant [x2.5]

My voice travels like current words shock like voltage
Deadly component sealing your fate as i detinate
Feel the imination from the golden state
Awaking those who slept I even get props from the depth
Now watch my tango with the bass clef
Clever in every measure studying depth and still misteps
On routines I never flow rountine
Only those slogans are spoken by the token that's tokin'
I stay tokin' cause I'm definatly different
From those who act cold and sell their soul in an instant
Some rappers auras cause bad karma
Fakes and industry snakes dance cause labels are the charmers
The way some act is insulting
I boo wack acts cause that could be mycontract
No tact just a waste of a phat track
and even with wack tracks you're still selling millions

[Hook x2.5]
[Combo]

[Combo:]
Lyrical orhtodontics will extract your tricuspid
Cuts hit percise cause my mind is on target
Or should I say tarshae you got Irish Spring
This is lyrical Oil of Olay I don't play
I'll intoxicate like Tanqueray
represent hip hop or don't step into L.A.
Or you'll be a victim of mental decay
I'll mind fuck you then toss your brain matter away
I'll slay any fool that doesn't obey
Slap your moms then hold your whole crew at bay
Bite a Don then drink my lines like fine wines
E equals an MC who's square my logics like Einstein
Blowing up shows like explosive
In a cave where flows live banished becasue they're too corrosive
In your ass
Like bacteria your rap application didn't have the right criteria
Some rappers just aren't significant
But I'm fitted and designed to signify my vocal instrument

[Hook]