Playa Hate List
the Hypnotist, Aristokrat, Ill Kase & Face
Us, the Wise: Forbidden Planet EP, 1999
-the Hypnotist-
Yo hush your voice box, all I heard was lies from day 1
like yo I shot 2 guys with the same gun, and I aint done
the list goes on... but we'll get to that later
I don't talk about the fake, the rhyme's directed at the faker
the fakest, #1 on the playa hate list
dissin' us in public, then goin' home to tape us
yo what's that all about, all that shit you callin' out
like this mic's a CB, read me, over and out
well if it's time to dis, then this mic line's a spliff
givin' you a shot gun that'll give ya spine a twist
keep ya eye on this, I'm so quick I'll tie your wrists
and hit you wit a iron fist before you find out what time it is
we lockin' blocks down while we lockin' spots
so powerful I'll stop the cops with my pocket watch
with a platinum chain from pakistane, rap's my game
we burnin' hot but never look directly at the flame
or you'll go nuts like macadame and act insane
then I gotta hear your ass complain, that's a shame
usin' craziness in place of cowardess, you lazy bitch, you powerless
get up in ya face and just devour cliques
includin' yours, before your crew was through the door
we was rockin' at ya own crib, while you was doin' chores
bringin' flav and the drama, entertainin' ya mama
while she hand feeds me from ya own plate of lasagna
CHORUS:
Cuz you the fakest, #1 on the playa hate list
you be the fakest, #1 on the playa hate list...
-Aristokrat-
Yo you aint never gon' survive in the war, I'll crack you like a china doll
prehistoric dinosaur, I'll melt the tendons in your spinal cord
you're loosin all your troops, wake up, you hear the buglehorn
stick you, like you playin' leapfrog wit unicorns
so who the bomb, stray cat, I'm warnin' you, the fake-ass
I'll spray blay raps up at your ass any day black
it's payback, I'll make your brain smash into a monsoon
philosophisin in a dark room, sharper than harpoons
ate large shrooms, the world lookin' like a cartoon
and in about a minute I'ma pass the outer limits
listen close to the professional general, mothafuckaz be jettin' home
don't let me get a hold
I'll cause an epileptic episode, ready set blow my gat like that
a panic on the titanic, throw ya mama off the life raft
I'm white trash and proud of it, be that funk kid
nasty like a bodily function
worldwide, get your girl high, railin' your bitch
so hail to the king, givin' you tales from the crypt
you'll barely resist, my purple haze will leave you hurt for days
I'll break your vertibrae in half and automatically reverberate
CHORUS
-Ill Kase-
No longer will I deal with this crap
Khalid get viscious and make you take a nap
percent deceased 99, smokin' my weed kind
lightly dine, acheive anything, while I'm writing rhymes
golly, why do scrubs try to mob me
it's probably, that one man fight like vietnamese
Ill, they call me army, changeable languals
hangin' yo maiden ho, dangerous flamin' blows
now come see me, you might just smokin' a beetie
but keep in one thing in mind, no man could defeat me
modestly, honestly, tell me the fuckin' truth
wrong culprit I'm buckin' you, no time for runnin' fools
situation done and blue, my mistake
the fault of the drugs I intake, but don't blame me, son
you crazy baby cryin' mommy save me, have rabies
and crabs on your ass, that's what I be a pain in
CHORUS
-Face-
Ay-yo Mr. Counterfeit, where you at, where you been
bitch nigga, Popo, we call em Rin Tin Tin
let me begin at the top of the line, list em like Schindler
the first name remains in the Guiness of mind bender
Yo Ross [What up F.A.] do you ponder what I ponder
they at the point of no return like Bridget Fonda
they styles is virgin, just like Madonna
so they bite like pirana, undetected like Stealth bomber
concussions bring drama, head punches bring trauma
shoulda listened to mama, stay hot like Bahama
vacation, imitation, clone, copy, duplication
manekin niggaz stay playa hatin'
and don't be the first one to get called out
get mad and fall out, and make me have to call my dawgs out
cuz you the fakest, number one highlighted on the hate list
find it on the wall, glued, taped-up, and pasted...
© Hypnotik 2005