Hostage

Brooklyn Labels gonna stop your sales
Better flow right cuz the beats chopped so well
We take over the crowd without no spell
Need help don't call me, call doctor Phil
At any venue your slot gets filled
I'm a pothead I don't pop no pills
Brains fast enough to get played like films
The rhymes so heavy they don't get weighed on scales
See we grown men I hit em like Conan
Swifter then a pistol but frigid like the cold wind
Jaws open and frozen
At the open yeah they said he goes in
murdered my radio at the age of fourteen
So I could step up out of the smokescreen
Nothing to negotiate we still hold your fate
I feel **** talk cuz I'm Novocaine

The Brooklyn Label holds the rap game hostage, when most claim that New York lost it
The Brooklyn Label holds the rap game hostage, when most claim that New York lost it

The phenom wit this, its Enonymous
I creep out the mist, and keep on wit this
Regardless of anyone glarin' at the Sun
The gunplay compare to none, give a damn where you from
Run the thumb, cross the neck, thats ya cue to protect
Watch ya head cuz Im swinging til there isnt nothin left
Guillotine tongue sharp, like I tried to eat my knife
Call me Bobby Chris Brown, married and the beat my wife
Lightyears past that weak buzz niggas high on
Im willin to go beyond infinity, follow me to Zion
The one to keep ya eye on, behold the lyrical giant
Tie on my jeans wit a belt named Orion
Ima get you sucka like a Wayans brother wit a gat
Blast bars like He-man landin on battle cats
Swing swords Conan can hold in no hand
Spartan type artist, never bow to no man

The Brooklyn Label holds the rap game hostage, when most claim that New York lost it
The Brooklyn Label holds the rap game hostage, when most claim that New York lost it

I BE SPITTING THAT FLAME ****, TO LEAVE THESE KATZ FACELESS
ARRIVING DEEP IN YA NEIGHBORHOOD VIA THE MOTHER SHIP
EQUIP WIT THE SKILLS, ALSO KNOW AND THE NEW ****
MAJESTIC WITH THE WAY I SPIT OUT A VERSE
SUPERSONIC RHYMNUTRONIC, HERE TO QUENCH YA THIRST
THE LAST **** ON A RECORD, MAKE IT SOUND LIKE I'M FIRST
HOW MANY TIME I GOT TO WARN YOU,
THERE IS NO VERBAL WAY TO EXPLAIN,
THE DAMAGE THAT A BROTHER PEN'LL DO
SO YOU HEARING THIS TALKING **** TO ANALYZE A VERSE
DO YA SELF A LITTLE FAVOR, OVERSTAND THE MEANING FIRST
SEE RAPPERS MAKE MONEY WHEN THEY EXPOSE THEIR IGNORANCE,
RHYMERS BECOME LEGENDS WHEN THEY STAY DOWN FOR BRINGING IT, SETTING IT, TAKE IT TO A CREW AND BRING PROBLEMS
I PROMISE, YOU DON'T EVER WANT IT WITH MY SQUAD KID
WE TAKE IT, BREAK DOWN BARS AND BRING FACTS
THAT'S HOW WE ATTACK, WHEN IT COMES TO THE TRACK!

The Brooklyn Label holds the rap game hostage, when most claim that New York lost it
The Brooklyn Label holds the rap game hostage, when most claim that New York lost it

The soldiers are waiting the duct will shape 'em
The rap game is ours and we ready to take it

Critics they hate it their vision is tainted
Like good defense Yeah my hands in their faces

Cutting out the letters we take it and paste it
For the ransom note E-man you can mail it

Taking this all in might be hard to inhale it
Heads at the met wanna hang it and frame it

The Brooklyn Label holds the rap game hostage, when most claim that New York lost it
The Brooklyn Label holds the rap game hostage, when most claim that New York lost it