Tragedy Of War (in Iii Parts) Lyrics - Company Flow

Jus' style is infinite 

Yo, yo, it stink like dead rappers, check it 

The re-birth, type of warfare biological 

Delve into my Water world, overcome any obstacle 

In your body frame we're aimin for the jugular 

Kids take my styles like D.A. to drug smugglers 

Jus the acquisite a prize, the lyrical Charmin 

You ridin fat, hoochies tryin to glimpse the summit 

In the wintertime yo I be killin Storm Troopers 

Cluein your crew in to exactly who done it 

Bigg Jus mind invention the king battle of epic proportions 

Lyrical intrigue, the master of contortion 

Optimized computerization virus 

Paradoxical acoustic sound bombing 

My complexity weaves fourth-dimensional in your mind 

Check the index under ego smashin 

Propaganda bashin, meetin the merciless 

Pry apart your bourgeoisie industry functions 

Smoke the rhymes to give the microphone lung cancer 

You crabs is straight slummin 

A good investment, a high-yield earning 

Your high anxiety burning off the fumes from my burners 

My evil memoirs interleave intrigue 

To get more niggaz high than Kilimanjaro 

Indelible confrontation be way out your league 

So say goodbye, to tomorrow like Key 

Otherwise or the king of action 

Packed like a liquor store auto when check cashin 

Never before, have you been able to witness 

So much cruelty, live and in color 

In the privacy, of your own home 

'Painful' 

'El P is here to spark it' 

Alright bring that down though 

One two 

When I walk I stomp out messages 

MC's with they holiday hollow chocolate mics appear thespian 

Forbidden got a stomach full of pop rocks and thumbtacks ingested 

Deaded, similar to cold war Asians as a law can cost effective 

This mister wizard blitzed by the kilometer don't resist 

Shit alternative fuel combat conglomerates 

I'm on it like shit is in a bag via colostomy 

Hostile macho stuck tryin to get his buck in a lottery 

I'm not dead pilot a crop duster ahead of reservoir bound 

Drop the payload, cargo packed by the Dow Jones' 

Got your holed up in a marble chest and rebels leak urine 

Your basic components of a mechanized style modular 

Fury has no pattern like the gain enslaves the shifty