Magic Affair - Homicidal lyrics

Maniac… the name is Swift
Homicidal the title, to take a life as a gift
Cold crush, rhyme, rhyme, lady, scratch, & even music maker
Bounce an´ MC on the court like a ball player
Proven by the lyrics on the mike as I extend the cut
Making music, as the girls move & shale their butts
Suckers with the heart, try to battle even cheat me
They can´t compete, nor they defeat, or even beat me
With the silly dictionary rhymes they spond
When the mike catches fire, it´ll melt & bend
Then I will use the court as a whip, as I teach this lesson
I will whipe the knowledga in your head, so you can not stop guessing
Who has the best MC upon the MIC, SWIFT
Executed lyrics by me, will leave you violated
Make your body get the shiversq, eyes dilated
Suckers perpetrate, & try to dis me
That is why the suckers watching me like TV
Survival of the fittest, is very vital
Got my weapon on auto, boy, I am homicidal

Dangerous, mike packing & ill
My peotry is my ammo, & it is ready to kill
I will put your head out with a quickness if we battle you know
I will make you wish you were in prison, sitting on death row
Chrome plated, highly polished, & I am running the joint
I penetrate, like a hollow point
Homicidal, is what I feel in my mind
I´ve 100 ways to kill you while I am saying this rhyme
Perpetrators, can´t even compare to this
I cock the hammer, pull the trigger & dis
Sucker MCs biting rhymes like these
I will point my weapon in your face & then I will start to squeeze
Your mind get´s nervous, your face is cold sweating
Beacuse a butt-kickings, what you are getting
I lived a rough life from kid to a man
When I think of things I have done I say "Damn !"
What´s the deal, you know it is real
Always feeling illy ill, my mind just says kill
I am never wrong, then again I am not right ya´ll
Menace I am homicidal

Swift the name, dissin´ MCs the game,
To dis a sucker MC is the claim of my fame
I like to grabthem by the face, punching them in the neck
Burning up their stale rhymes, ´until they give me respect
Cold destruction is a code, causing rapper´s commotion
Setting world on fire like a TNT explosion
Rhyme, not a song, I neither sang nor I sung
I can cut a man to shreds, or break a tree with my tongue
Got my face on a poster, wanted dead or alive
Reward tall "duckies" four thousand or five
If you wanna take the "duckies" wish yourself a good luck
Cuz I kill in cold bood & I do not give a f*ck
Come along or bring your posse, play brave & the bold
I will be rocking, cold shocking, ´until I am 80 yeahrs old
Proud & I am black, giving squeezers no slack
I am even deadlier then PCP caine & crack
I am the mercenary, killing punks at will
I hate it when the brothers are acting ill
It is time to get busy, & fight ya´ll
Word, I am homicidal

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