Mmm, I'm gettin' hefty
Like flocks of birds, ponies moving herds,
I hit you on back, your head so hard you spit
words.
Seek stands for greatness, rap id activity,
strapped to gravity, your body becomes weightless,
Mystique's a drink,
every thought you think's a coin
I'd like to thank you for your support
As I speak the truth,
Mystique'll show you the proof
Shahid possessed know
ledge and his wisdom too
Not crazy, known fact perfectly seen
So don't laugh,
Mystique'll reign as
psychopath with a brain
As I take flight inside of a storm,
starts flying round
Clouds form and sing in the
background
Enlightened when I appear,
I'm frightening
Electricity, definitely
Insight to the average rapper I appear
As a parent, I'm so hot that
my height's considered barren
The years most wanted to wait
and just to break loose
But we only dealt with
phonies who had to fake
Jews
Rape pretenders,
psychic fortune tellers
Phony promoters, made believers,
dream sellers
And so on and so forth, but they all cut off
They saw us, they had to step off,
break north
For every joke you broke,
you need to get off
I'll put your neck in a yoke,
rip your head off
An d through a battlefield,
I move swiftly
You had no wins,
yet you're feeling drifty
Stop listening, look,
cause here comes the hook
Mmm, I'm getting lifted
Mys tique's your nightmare, the one you fear,
and I swear, not a prayer can help you here.
Make it clean, you sweep,
and then you bow.
You forgot, mother, couldn't help you now,
you're just a squealer and a fan.
You're more scared than a drug
dealer when he sees the blue van.
A comic strip, but I rip a little deeper,
get loose with
Mother
Goose and the
Grim
Reaper.
But
Mystique is more positively sure
Not the boy you kid,
yo, I got something for you
And say it slow,
make it seem like it's faster
Like
Fred
Krueger, I'm the dream master
I throw a rap that's not hard to catch
Just give me two knobs
and I'll etch a sketch
See, there's seven days in a week,
but I will make eight
And when I come to town,
it's easy to vacate
And evacuate, and not exacurate
A little bit lower than
the last rapper, ay
But
Mystique the rapper of the week,
the month, the year
With my sight for innocent fear
You're scared to turn around
cause I'll be there
I slay the youth in a
game of truth or dare
I move according to the stars alignment
My health, right to self,
body refinement
Mystique's the boss when the
vampire's pressin'
Don't need a curse,
she's a star and a crescent
It's like an act of rapping in a cactus
The rapper's sore cause I'm rap
pin' back with reinforcements
With the rapping, yeah, I get shifty
And see
Mystique, yeah, I get nifty
You're like a mummy,
a man that plays a part of a dummy
You're lookin' bummy,
keepin' pride and glide away from me
I slide into the picture,
shall we say today's the beginning of your end
Watch it fade away, a weapon's effect,
if it found it you better bring arms
You're like a crackhead
surrounded by
Klingons
They say you made a great tape,
you've been braggin'
I'll just rewind you, play you,
slay you, like a dragon
A humanoid, possessin' insect heads,
sneakers like a can of
Rays
I kill bugs dead, but instead, lay a grave
And leave you stuck in it,
a headache so big that it's sedentary
Couldn't fuck with suf
fering for a buffering
You live in agony, your rhyme is raggedy
Stay back with me,
cause I accelerate from zero to fifty
In just one second,
well I reckon I'm getting nipped
A new jack, old
Jill, a fresh beginner
Claim you're taking me out?
Hmm, you must mean dinner
There's only two other brothers I've ever hung out,
but I can feed a crack and a rat, not a strung out
And when I miss y 'all,
he will hit and did how they get rid of the
DJ kid
I mean he tore him up like a razor on dust,
a bag of coke in the middle of a truck bus
Maybe you got a little more than you were asked for,
so give your tongue a sedative and relax your jaw
Take a nap, cause sleepin' is safer,
messin' with
Mystique is somethin' you gotta pay for
And I'll tax you right out your backside,
cause the front of your face is your wack side
And in competition, you couldn't cope,
my brother
Couldn't hang out if you had a rope
Very sorry, but then again,
we'll argue, you're my rival
You better hope and pray for your survival
You look spiffy, you feeling iffy
Think a challenge you could give me?
Well, get nifty
Yeah, get nifty
Come on, get nifty
Let's see
Mystique get nifty
I'll see next
