Текст песни Words Kill - Jaeti

When I get that feelin
Verbally
It's a hog killin
The ask me to raise the roof
I raise the roof and the ceilin
Jaeti
Echo my name
Antagonist in the game
Making all these freekin
Lames break contain
I blitz often
Separate the casket
From the coffin
Idiots keep talkin
So I toss 'em
In the mosh pit
I altered it
Mess around and change
The language in the Matrix
Up up down down
Left right left right
B-a-b-a
100 Lives kid
That's how I reup
Empee switch the beat up
You suspect
Just another chamber
In my mind that's unkept
If I don't bomb this
You'll be like
You promised
Put it all together
Like furniture
From the Amish
Knowledge in the hand
Of a prophet
You flow terrestrial
My rhymes super cosmic
Characterized by a bunch of lies
I don't feel
Sticks and stones
Break bones
But words kill

Nowhere to rest his head
He Kamikaze for the bread
With skill
He's still
Clutching the mic
With his severed hand
The stories been told
And the word has been spread
Go ahead
Now it's on you
What it do
No response
We move in like serpents
In the swamp
Fuse your C3 and C4 vertebrae
Now your head won't bob
Too bad
Every time I rap
They be like, Who dat
Every time you rap
They be like, Mute that
Move back
You trash
Using microscopic optics
To check the victims gonads
While I assess the possibilities
To put a whole body in a cast
Body count the aftermath
The freestyles a headstone
The metaphor's a body bag
We making moves
While you lolligag
He got high cholesterol
And Diabetes
And he probably mad
One song in
And his chest heavin
While I spit continuous bars
To leave his neck bleedin
Police arrive on the scene
To outline the carcass
Somebody yelled out
He used to be with Rawkus
The next emcee
Must stay on topic
While I stay as cool as Tom Cruise
In the cockpit
Bubble Goose
Any stage
I'm guaranteed to rock it
If she lost that loving feeling
I probably know somebody
That got it
Without the aid of a narcotic
I'm an assassin on the mic
Keepin my pen sharpened

Words exit my windpipe
And take flight
Like airborn viral pathogens
You inhale the sweet smell
Of defeat
Left home and forgot
Your mask again
How I'm blasting in
Massacre a beat
Leave the daw injected
Full p-p-e and nitrile gloves
Just to touch the record
A lot of emcees
Wanna be me
But they're just mutations
Call the c-d-c
Maybe they can stop it
With gamma irradiation
Blaze the mic
And still be patient
Rip it
My freestyles
Cause a pandemic
You don't want to see me
I get it
It's just an excuse
For you to maintain
Social distance
From these lyrics
It's evident
I was created in a lab
With deceptiveness
I created on a table
Or in a Petri dish
As soon as DJ Flash
Start loading the tracks in
The whole crowd's
Already infected