Issawn Lyrics - Archetype - Tonedeff

V1 (16) 

Slack fucks, back it up, Act rough, smash cups/ 

Crack thumbs Catch a lump, The mad rush anthem 

Jab Guts, Slap Cuffs on hands of strapped thugs/ 

Flap Gums, Tap their Mug, Catch slugs? Bad luck/ 

Clap guns? I've had enough, Stack ones? Pass the buck/ 

Amped, Son? Examine the last punk who's trap's shut/ 

Wack chumps, & fags duck, in the back of a packed club/ 

We stand front, snatch em, and vanish once the cab comes/ 

Fast Love? Shag sluts, ass hump, stab muffs/ 

Women grab studs, show em upper class Tantra/ 

Now Dance dumb, have fun, I'll rap till I collapse lungs/ 

Chickens flash juggs if you wanna have your man sprung/ 

Dash, crush in the fashion of Mack trucks, that's crunk, 

Leave your hat spun, bash drums, after the band's done/ 

You're trapped, stuck, throw a mass tantrum! You can't front/ 

We bout to light it up, tell em where you snagged the match from. 

V2 (24) 

Monsterous, stompin shit, without the risk of consequence/ 

Watch it kid, outta respect, learn how to use your common sense/ 

Rockin it, shock your system out with this atomic kick/ 

Ominous, sound that picks you up to put you down again/ 

Dominiant, confident, troopin, on without a hitch/ 

The QN slaughterhouse 5 like Kurt Vonnegut/ 

Ironic, is it not a bit? You cocky pricks, wanna bitch? 

You must've lost your noodles like you dropped a pasta dish/ 

Preposterous! Shout at kids, blockin 'em with a hockey stick/ 

Your fosse click, gets sent back to the dot com, with lots of hits/ 

It's obvious, geologists with documents, have proven that we're toppling/ 

The continents by the amount we're hopping and/ 

We're proud of it! I'll Allow the crowd to vent/ 

Hip-Hop to politics! No matter what the topic is, we're squashing it!/ 

The clock is set! Tick-tick-tock It's about to get/ 

Brolic, yet, we always got ya gawkin in astonishment! 

Break: 

Tear this bitch down right now. 

V3 (16) 

I got the lethal lingo - with a street flow, to keep more/ 

People eagerly breathing, fiending for the repeat dose/ 

But there be no sequel, or cheap clone of the team known/ 

As Deac, Kno, Elite, Tone and beats grown by Domingo/ 

From the East Coast to Reno, We swing bows and Meet hoes/ 

With freak jones, and leaves holes so they're wide enough for free throws/ 

Now, Reach throats, squeez hold, but freeze though, police hope/ 

You do something illegal - like deal coke - you seen blow? 

Like Deep snow, we shut em down - Peaceful/ 

Bring your pea coats, if you thinking to drink more, with the chug of a steamboat/ 

Wanna beef, yo? You bleed, so, don't leave home with clean clothes/ 

We "Plink!" Bones, like fink Joe Pesci's role in Casino/ 

My speech holds diesel! Heats coal, Please don't/ 

Sleep, or your bound to wake up screaming with your sheets soaked/ 

Fuck a c-note, this here's free show/ 

Cause tonight, we're all millionaires, like the ATM machines broke!