Just a few quick bars thrown down by the Unfidelz. Spur of the moment writing and recording session. Total time from start to finish: 15 minutes. Beat by Digital Execution.
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Lyrics
Relapz:
Fall in to position and attack on sight
All or nothin, better prepare to fight
9 on the right 45 on the left
Empty the clips battle to the death
No breath is left inside they chest
Laid to rest like Biggie in the west
Obsessed I'm stressed nothing more no less
And yes I know Unfidelz too fresh
God's of the underground recognize
Not a man the devil in disguise
The truth and lies they both collide
Come and take a look into my eyes
They dry when I cry don't shed no tears
Drown my fears in a bottle of beers
The doctor says it's panic attacks
I say relax I'm just bein Relapz
Biazed:
I'll lash at you fags in a match and flash the gats
I'll attack you and bag ya cadavers back to the lab
So I can have my way with ya anatomical matter
It don't matter, I'm madder in battle than the Mad Hatter
In fact, the average man can't stand it when I brandish a machete
Fashioned from the bones of the world's most dangerous animal
You lack the knack to crack me, so I suggest you take a rest and don't
Test me - the best, unless you're blessed from toe to chest with a
Bulletproof vest, and if that's the case, I'll just shoot you in the head
And if you're safe with a helmet, I'll kill your family instead
So don't act dumb
I down people like they're drinks, I'm feelin like some redrum
