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The Undakroft Artist: DFXO Label: SFDB Year: 1999 Song Copyright: DFXO |
Last Modified: 19th January 2002 Transcribed by: Delbwoy Contact: qed@ukhh.com Artist Discography |
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Xeno: Ya gettin' sent down UnderKroft ways - Xeno stays in no-end town - it's defeat, ya gettin' slayed... X-pose flesh like blade - entrails displayed... An example - battleground frays with Def-rays... Morbid X-rays - speech technique cuttin' deep... When my neck speak... Emcees brushed off when I dust sweep... I just seek just justice when I combust this... And flush this demonized vex in Xeno cussness... Wha-whats this?... Biggedest nuts wont even bus' this... I crush this - overstand us whenever us blitz... Carpet ya ceiling with voice-box like Ox... When the bomb drops - radio waves get body shocks... Ain't no body rocks up in the air like bus'in' shots... The Xeno vox... DFXO beat up the fox... Caution ya system your discretion is advised... Despised by the green in their envious eyes... I energize and rise - fiend exorcise, ya spinnin'... Vomiting cries and spillin' lies... Deadly scribes forewarned before they scorn the mythical lines that's spawned by Unikorn... seize the dawn - proceed above the norm... Shape-shift the skills - form the thrills... Feed the ills, drop spills and pay the bills... A warrior killing the fields - exploding hills Defisis: Im sayin' lawe ya'll... W'ya sayin' now pah? watcha gonna do?... Fuckin' slaughter you - the fire fly... Acidic burning through... (I'm having to) Show you faggit niggis how were gonna rise... Get ya head flied on podiums (collect my prize)... I be the DEFIS - get the messages you little knob... Swinging my rod - dodgin ninja starz runnin' through the fog... Follow me on this space-walk star odyssey... Bus' a light-year where flower niggiz can't follow me... (I'm poppin' the) Illest type of rap your ever gonna here... Man ain't welcome here - got no friends make it fucking clear... Ya ass get tear fuckin wit the genryusai... And when it's 2 guyz the code be D.F.X.O... And all ya'll dickheads know the formulae its Buttafli and Unikorn... (shankin up ya ribcage as if I was a thorn)... Pick brains - leave shit stains on my rivals... Suicidal - JAH! - Prepare my arrival... Extend my recital niggas cant bring the dram'... I write shit building ideas wit' salaam... Verbal third world war - bring it to ya straight 2 ya jaw... Can't be seen under the guts and gore - I got more 4 deep sleepers... WAKE THE FUCK UP! with loud speakers... ghetto blast street sweepers... It's all jiggy - NIGGUH - I'm coolin' out just like a hippie... Burnin' zoots - twistin' roots that are picky... It's me and you rudeboy bashin' out the beats and the raps... Pack claws and strike like Thundercats - WHERE'S THE ALLYCATS? | |||
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