Sa-Roc — Cthulhus Revenge

[Hook] Roc in the building, now get them hands up I get the feeling we switchin' plans up Tell me what do you get when you mix the Tyrannosaurus Rex with the blood of the Anahuac Panther? Beast Mode [Verse 1] Many men have tried and failed - no, wait - they tried and died To win the prize of the top 5 list, dead or alive It was easy for me, all I did was sneeze and my saliva dropped to save hip hop from aging towards untimely demise Cause I'm a [?] ethics scribe After they hear me spit, the audience can't wait to read my ancient [?] Get it? Forget it Imma have to let that ride Maybe a dab will metaphors that mostly I lean on pop references that y'all are keen enough to recognize See, I'm more than just a pretty face I can paint an image lyrically to have you fiending over the illustration The illest mason, ate the 33rd degree and spit the 120 backwards over some breakbeats, that's a demonstration No making rash decisions trying to come after me Got 20 mores and ski masks, that's been drilling for the past eight years to take care of my mind and irritations And y'all clearly trying to test my thinning patience I'm turning dumb, deaf and blind and the visionaries, that's verbal lacing To all these complex features, I'm seeking very basic But, you can be the very best lyricist in the game And if you're female they'll be all worried about your frickin' hair and makeup So I'm gonna go all out in beast mode Gold carcasses up and down the east coast I try to warn 'em for the longest, they saleep Don't know it's a whole gang of insomniacs at my peep show. Partner! [Hook] Roc in the building, now get them hands up I get the feeling we switchin' plans up Tell me what do you get when you mix the Tyrannosaurus Rex with the blood of the Anahuac Panther? Beast Mode Roc in the building, now get them hands up I get the feeling we switchin' plans up Tell me what do you get when you mix the Tyrannosaurus Rex with the blood of the Anahuac Panther? Beast Mode [Verse 2] I'm probably the only artist imparting archaic knowledge in marred and melodic form Word is bond I'm busting them [?] Country highly excited over the dopeness of mylo exotic points Y'all worried about the paparazi I'm making Fibonacci's powders beneath the patterns of my rhyming joints A law influence, I will build and destroy your rap employment while my body stays modestly covered in 3/4ths I'm C4, a bomb MC in the captain Writing circles around your favorite rappers in the class of [?] course Press record And all the non-believers gonna put some respect on my name once they hear me slay bars in my baby voice The triple carbon, mystically flawless God at rap Raise your IQ, where my haikus, where are my scholars at? Write algebraic formulas in Aramaic text then translate it to An [?] dialect You can catch me off the grid in the pyramid having out of body experiences with a Mayan sect Only cats I've really been with is aliens, got hydraulics on 280 Ferraris [?] I'm from a line of queens that's used to the finest Egyptian linens, so nothing less for your highness Body so many rappers, they ask me how I sleep at night? That's easy, with both eyes closed, that's how I rest [Hook] Roc in the building, now get them hands up I get the feeling we switchin' plans up Tell me what do you get when you mix the Tyrannosaurus Rex with the blood of the Anahuac Panther? Beast Mode Roc in the building, now get them hands up I get the feeling we switchin' plans up Tell me what do you get when you mix the Tyrannosaurus Rex with the blood of the Anahuac Panther? Beast Mode