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Lyrics
DZK - Sickle & Hammer
I'm a fascist... hello dog, my banner draggin'
red flag, yellow sickle 'cross hammer clashing
mellow as some rapids, fella, you get yo' ass kicked
develop, the baddest lines like hella traffic
minds telepathic, I'm in cellars rappin'
I dwell in blackness, in, Helen Keller fashion
those with, over-zealous actions, fell in ashes,
choking spastic like heavy smoking grass hits
throat fulla tablets most of ya know my habits,
dosage max is nowhere close to average
I swallow bottles like a fully-opened trash-bag
speed-in-me like a throttle to the ass-crack
beat your head-in, death to my enemies
you're on your last leg, I'm a freaking centipede
move with the crude energy of Bruce Lee,
soon illusion's confuse you - when you see
movement... my Kung Fu kick through trees
my foot spike's sting and stick to meat
switch stances, to the limp-handed mantis
wrist slanted, slap any man advancing
like a b*** standing spun high, defy-gravity,
battle me at sun-rise... The Ninja Academy...
dagger to dagger, stab or be stabbed, you see
I'm mad and that's why you lose your bladder, think
back to your past as your life is flashing
right, before your eyes where my knife was slashing
blinded, you wait silent, for the final death-blow
but I escape by climbing, your sight left broke
I'm ruthless, leave men crippled, stupid,
useless, bleeding, toothless, pissing, puking,
losing fluids, smash em, black and blue and
drag 'em, bruised and battered through the challenge, shoot em
like rabid dog's when I'm through with em
which one of you would argue with an armed intruder?
the gruesome mutant, I'm scarred from combat
that's why I rock dog tags and a long dark mask
the aftermath of my wrath is: detatched
arms, plasma splashed, hearts squashed flat,
organs torn from the thorax, bones black,
roasted in the glow of the savage flow spat
listen fag -- the only time I ever "hold back"
is when I punch a hole through your chest and grab at
your spine and slide it through your flesh and laugh
as you cry and beg for the after-life, pretty sad
if you ask Mr. Jackson, your sh** is wack
like every P. Diddy act since Biggie passed
diggity dag, i'm sickity-sick of these figgity-fag's
iddy bitty - sickening wiggidy-wack, iggity-ass rickity-rap's
gimme it back, I ain't kriggity-Kross, diggity-dog....
but I'm that miggity, miggity, miggity "Mack" diggity, diggity, diggity "Dad"
listen to that sh** , I'm saying I'm your father, son
what is that a mac-10? [psssh] get a larger gun
madness, I walk with a rocket launcher
on my back, attached to a strong harness, watch it,
launch in.... 3... 2.. 1...
from the second you start sh** , I'll leave you in parts, kid
it's Seargent Slaughter, charge into the heart of
hostility, killing, mother's - father's - brother's daughters
cousin's, long-lost uncles, pets, anything talkin
breathing, walking, sleeping -- the head's coming off it