B.R.E Presents:"Philosopher Wordsmith" Featuring Outsida......
Bash:
Linguistics Slaughter~Tongues, And Metaphorical Wordz Alter~Lungz//
Egocentric MC Slitz Enemies with Metaphoric Language, & leaves'em Hung//
Immolate Peasantz With Lethal Sharp Vocal Chordz, Dismember Spleenz With Bladez That Strike With Da Power Of Muscular Horses//
Disguztin Illness Spoilz Mic's, Interfer Brain Wavez With Sicknezz That Of 'Corpses'//
Evil Verbal Encantment Trapz~Soulz, Metal Plated Hand Slapz~Hoez. So Powerful My Reflection Slitz~Bowelz//
Make Weak MC's Full Of Shit~Throw~In~Towelz, WarLord Crushez Throats & Spitz~Vowelz//
Insane Wizard Of Hip-Hop Spews Skills That Penetrates Dull Cowards//
Immense Power Heats the Atmosphere, In the Sick Position I’m in I ‘Stand Tall’ like The ‘Eiffel Tower’//
Chemical Showers Erode Skin. Cannibalistic MC Swallows Bodies & Vomits ‘Skeletons’//
‘Crush Vertebrates’ like Children Wearing ‘Heavy Book-bags’ That ‘Weigh a Ton’//
Engrave Faces on Cement~Floors, Puncture Chests, & Dent~Whores Leave Throats With Cold Sores//
‘Ignore’ Unskillful Rappers like ‘Moms Telling Kids To Do Chores’//
Rip Cartilage with Verbal Machetes. Leave You Showing more ‘flesh’ then ‘Strip Clubs’//
Ignite Flares In MIC Fights, With flammable Fluidz, Spitz Sparkle Cause My Tongue Is A ‘Spark Plug’//
Ambush Armies With Parlous Words, Swing Swordz To Vertically Split~ Bones//
Spit~Chrome To Throw Hard Punches, Witz~Roam Through Muscles & penetrates Vital Organs, While I just Sit~Home//
Bladders Explode, Similar to ‘Porn’ cause ya Just ‘Blow’//
Outsida:
come to every brawl with intentions to upall/
baseball hats,bats, gats and shawls/
mic cords,swords, as weapons,whos steppin/
im the war lord,BRE reppin,lets regulate,and decampitate these emcees instigate/
penitrate with 2 inch inscisions ,Murdering niggaz like a Bloodstorm Illusion/
precisions to cause our words to do collisions/
killin other crews clans differentials and religions/
essentials,fuck it we the Illest heteral rap genreals/
Hang body parts in a Bundle , Put 2 holez through ur chest wit tha Unlimited Gundle/
ur bitch ass is scared to light candles/
Tha menacal , philosopher wordsmith lyricist u cant handle/
blow em out/and the ocean will be your caskett/
Nigga fuck with BRE , and you'll get anihalated/
more hardore than NWA,and more hated/
put you through a Dim Mist of anthology and watch u get Faded/
step to my throne ill spray you with a blow torch and a Deadly cologne/
you bitches aint even got testostorone,cause you're some pussy ass monotone/
Spitting out Hot Flames on tha microphone/
To be Continued................
