Bash

By Jaz

Released on September 29, 2013

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[Verse 1: Jaz]

Plateaus, echelons, megamind we on six-dimension, beyond

Leave emcees blind with no perception

Catching the comprehension's like

Bullets

Let's let the bull loose on these loose neck goose too

If you cruising, meet titanic doom

Deuces, come correct like healthy semen

Or stay ages away from the premises

Menuses causing more ruckus than uncle, troublesome son, run

Niggas go both ways like double entendres, more swank than Frank Sinatra, what a monster

Rock like rasta, kick my cypher, who you know nicer ?

Lay it down smooth like dirty diapers

Treat beats like street fighter, abide by the code

Keep ya eyes open like 24, its a below zero globe so hold a coat bro fo' you get blown

Broken by tha soul holdin', hold it , hocus pocus niggas hopeless

Hopin' a trick happen for an old bitch

Focus on the sypnosis, sit while the host host this

These hoes can't hulk hogan with the whole crew

Open eyes like boxes , Rocky couldn't box this if he tried to block fist

Low key loch ness monster logic , lock less, free locks more

Topic hot? Fuck dot y'all niggas hopscotch for them chicks in the pot

Trick ain't cook shit , call the clique chefs like Kwon

Ensemble so renaissance like Ben no shipshift ten

Pen and I submerge to create diverse die verses

Against us will be ya last versus

For that purpose, don't irk the nerves of the Hercules urchants


[Verse 2: AV Picasso]

It's the murderous set we sleep with a verbal tech

So if you disturb or rest that'll be y'all last breath

Got the grimy of grimest living on my block

Get shocked by shots that

Won't

Seize till you heart stop

Goblins gobbling on hearts and torn ligaments stalking and pouncing on a prey's

Born innocence

Could never give a fuck rebel till the eulogy

Mind blacked out like im jay or kool Moe dee

Beast mode on beats ho and they had me locked in

Fifty in this life nigga and I roll to win

Dice feeling loaded as I roll on corners

Some boring ass rhymers in the mix chloroformers

I hang be the same mic in which they decrease

They like a dot on a zebra man they so out of place

Dropping toxic hot shit so please don't make nauseas

And leave your girl around she get hit up like it's a moshpit