UNI
Aristokrat & the Hypnotist
the Hypnotist: Hypnotherapy EP, 2004
-Aristokrat-
All I need is a rum and a coke
Hennessey and a blunt of the dro
to get me gassed up, pimpin' with the gangsta lean
thats why ya little wifey wanna eat the franks and beans
fake emcees get served like bass to fiends
wit a flow so fat that it break the seams
put ya face to the concrete, taste the street
basically, you see that I reign supreme
make you scream wit ease if you feelin' hip hop
if not, you gon' scream from a dillinger shot
cuz in hip hop I get props after just a word or two
drunk, I'll murder you, I stay pissy like a urinal
say it wit authority just like the colonel do
'fore you try playin' games, fuckin' learn the rules
we a bunch of glock poppers eatin' hot lobsters
savor the flavor, we everlastin like gobstoppers
move across the atlas, much to hard to match it
bringin' rap back to mack 10s and starter jackets
automatics, leave you all in fragments
raps' causin' havoc, you could call it magic
not even all the talent in the world could equal me though
damn, he nice the antichrist and the seed of evil
grab ya holy water, I'm blessin the whole bottle
ladies and gentlemen, we negative role models
throw bottles and blow hollows at opposition
don't got a pot to piss in, but I got alot of vision
so keep it focused as we overdose the track
where my soldiers at, hope you know the facts, that's the golden rap
CHORUS:
UNI equals us, provided we trust each side is enough, just for
UNI equals us, when times gettin rough, never decide to give up
UNI equals us, divided we stuck, we must arise and re-up
UNI equals us, but what comes up in the dawn must die in the dusk
-the Hypnotist-
Step to me and I'm stuntin ya growth
that's like a priest makin' fun of the pope
you gettin' broken off like a shank, nah mean?
you turn red, just the color that I paint the scene
I make you bleed, I'm like a high-ranked marine
in a tank overseas wit a laser beam
afraid of me, ya body turned a shade of green
and crazily, it's all just a game to me
I played ya team, you beat and I'm still on the top
while ya crew's goin' down like the pills that you pop
in fact you mighta heard a few verses that are sure to do
damage, manage to get you open like convertibles
hot like a burnin flu, I got like 32
tracks to lay down, only spit when I'm vertical
the world is filled with knob-slobbers and cock-blockers
we the original issue, Hypnotik clock-stoppers
you could call it madness, you should've brought ya glasses
when you saw the fastest rhyme-spitters and Boston rappers
We be heart-attackers, CD autographers
got ya moms on the mattress makin' pornographics
you'd be fallin' backwards if you see what we do
it's all about word of mouth, and meetin' people
cause and effect: when I spit hoes swallow
got her bent over the bed and I'm in full throttle
I'm so hot I'll blow smoke out of alotta systems
oh, you my opposition, so where's the competition?
I wrote the raps that broke backs, grab ya shoulder pads
where my soldiers at, know the facts, that's the golden rap
© Hypnotik 2005