Текст песни 8 Steps to Perfection - Company Flow
Rugged
like
Rwanda,
don't
wind
up
far
or
get
chopped
up
Quick
to
rush
the
spot
like
baby
urine
get
mopped
up
Tags
that
spray
your
hall
with
rap
aerosol
Organized
graffiti
lectures
on
can
control
Or
level
with
the
devil
racing
uptown
first
to
Fort
Apache
I'm
much
too
much
for
any
demon
style
to
master
me
From
the
thought's
next
to
the
hell's
gate,
lyrically
detonating
Sparking
M-80's
and
bottle
rockets
it's
a
nigga
chaser
Downtown
graffiti
deface
a
heroin
debaser
Open
up
your
eyes
and
clean
out
your
nature
Wide
open
like
the
grand
canyon
Emcees
couldn't
hang
if
they
was
lynched
by
the
Grand
Dragon
Searching
for
my
style
like
Job-Corps
Coming
home
on
work
release
shoplifting
at
the
rap
store
But
sabotaging
me
ain't
easy
I'm
crooked
like
Nathan
Wick
starring
as
Cochese
With
a
big
baseball
bat
you
get
robbed
like
DeNiro
A
sandwich
still
ain't
nothing
but
a
hero
Just
a
small
sample
of
the
abstract
When
the
rhyme
gets
crazy
hot
and
lyrics
don't
know
how
to
act
Whether
shooting
joints
or
wax
I
go
all
out
and
attack
crabs
and
herbs
that's
crazy
wack
We
all
can't
be
pimps,
and
we
all
can't
rap
You
got
to
get
your
dollars
on
cause
it's
on
like
that
Here's
what
I
want
you
to
do
Niggas
with
the
green
axe
and
burgundy
Forerunner,
inhuman
like
Blade
Runner
When
I'm
rhyming
all
summer
just
listen
to
the
drummer
Transistor
blister
feedback
freak
the
impeders
Funk
flow
we
expose
frequencies
in
sequence
Napalm
gets
dropped
long
range
like
fiber
optics
Check
the
rhyme
activity
your
skills
is
microscopic
Peace
to
my
crew
and
my
nigga
El-P
Who's
here
to
spark
it
causing
all
these
crabs
to
flee
Two:
El-P
Check
it
and
I
inflict
it
quattro
nine
fifty
lungs
misty
Color
me
Maxmillian
cause
I'm
that
crazy
robot
Teetering
on
the
edge
of
outer
space
Spitting
buckshots
till
black
holes
surround
me,
you
found
me
As
far
as
I'm
concerned
I've
got
your
ashes
in
an
urn
Big
up,
the
temperamental
hold
none
barred
kid
What's
your
confunction?
Tracks
is
type
dusty
Drinking
water
out
the
well
of
life
and
I'ma
piss
it
back
rusty
Flesh
and
phonics,
you're
god
damned
right
I'm
on
'em
like
aeorta
pacemakers
hooked
up
to
clappers
Clap
OFF
(*clap
clap*)
welcome
to
my
free-form
jubilee,
look
at
me
The
witness
to
the
shit
you
wanna
be
DBA
lyrical
P
known
as
a
simp
and
I'm
a
sycophant
Feeding
on
fats
passed
and
dipped
In
and
out
of
my
invisible
state
Forerunner
rep
tyrannical
Wrecks
like
tecs
bust
mechanical
Rusty
goner
weasel
painting
beats
on
an
easel
Shoot
a
head
up,
what
bitch
you're
boxing
shadows
Look
out
my
way
you
pull
your
breath
out
to
battle
Breaking
your
double
helix,
and
now
the
shit
is
single
Not
mono,
I
burn
the
needle
out
your
vinyl
El-P
the
third
gunner
on
the
grassy
knoll
Stroll,
keep
the
seventh
seal
of
heaven
in
my
pocket
You're
faggot
like
sprockets,
motherfuck
the
Houston
Rockets
I'm
so
sick
of
recycled
metaphors
Bet
but
I'd
fuck
Laura
Ingalls
only
when
she's
done
with
her
chores
Got
rappers
tip
toeing
on
a
Highway
to
Heaven
Got
manners
like
Bruce
Banner
when
he's
stressed
I'm
sick
of
your
corny
beats
and
your
crowd-involved
hooks
Cause
I'm
a
thinker
Evil
anus
letting
off
stinkers
BJ
Eight
steps
to
perfection
The
sum
of
each
part
forms
an
octagon
Let
rhyme
styles
get
sparked
EP
Eight
stpes
to
perfection
The
sum
of
each
part
forms
an
octagon
Where
rhyme
styles
get
sparked
Three:
Bigg
Jus
The
holy
terror,
last
move
you
made
cos
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1 Bad Touch Example
2 8 Steps to Perfection
3 Collude / Intrude
4 Blind
5 Silence
6 Legends
7 Lune TNS
8 Help Wanted
9 Population Control
10 Definitive
11 Lencorcism
12 89.9 Detrimental
13 Vital Nerve
14 Tragedy of War (in III Parts)
15 Krazy Kings
16 Last Good Sleep
17 Info Kill II
18 Funcrush Scratch
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