So, you think your untouchable
Word life, this is basic thuganomics This is ba-basic thuganomics, Im untouchable but im forcin' you to feel me Word life, this is basic...Basic Thuga...thuga...Thuganomics Word life, im untouchable but im forcin' you to feel me
Whether fighting or spitting My discipline is unforgiving Got you backing up in a defensive position Teams hit the floor, its the new fight joint Like a broken needle, kid you missin' the point We dominate your conference with offense We strike quick with hard kicks, duckin' nightsticks Bare knuckles makes you fight this, beat you lifeless Never survive us, you're forgot like Alzheimer's Two-faced rappers walk away with four shiners The war rhymer, turning legends to old-timers My insides is like a viper biting through your one-liners New Deadman Inc, and we about to make you famous Taking over earth and still kicking in Uranus
You ain't advanced enough to process potential for medical concepts The objects are foreign, like block tests, arts and sex Are complex regardless of your finesse and your fitness It's a condition of business Your lame vision of an underground physical image I'm underneath to undermine your whole typical image With the precision of percentages, and the collision of sentences Poetry, beats and mics, we untouchable like Ridges Sluts with no prevaceses, streets unite We rock brighter with dumber beats Yo cats couldn't come this hot if they burst off in the summer heat But get two tapes, kill your birds the first time Your friendly state worthy of my filler or worse rhymes I'm better than knights, check the veteran stripes Leave you beside yourself in fear, I'll kill you and bury you twice Despite the cover of night, tracking your flight Like Guerilla Warfare, where the grass is dense Approaching me is a quick way to get referred to in the past tense Said that, when the lights or mic is on The crowd is dead, like it in the mission when you're on the titantron