[MC Sexion]
Enter the Delivery Room, menacing tunes, treble n boom/
Offset the record when we step in the booth/
Kept in the loop, 26 letters of doom/
Now let that sink in for a second or two/
Assemble the troops, lieutenants and the generals too/
Regimental, chess-heads, we're expectin' the move/
Verbal heavy weaponry that you could never defuse/
Chemical fluid, you tremble like the heroine spoon/
Injecting it through, your blood stream went through the roof/
Two fucked up, drug fiends neckin' a booze/
Jellies n blues, what you got? Anythin'll do/
'Til my brain cells resemble lentil soup/
Mental stew, extensively spread manure/
Shit sticks in your wig, permanently skewered/
Respect a few, most don't get approved/
We're not the best but we're ten times better than you/
[Hook]
Hock Tu, listen to us spit/
Hock Tu, listen to us spit/
Hock Tu, listen to us spit/
Listen to us spit this fuckin' raw shit/
x 2
[Epidural]
Hypodermic injection, straight into the spine/
Epidural insertion n it's always on time/
Anaesthetised as I remove internal organs/
Hands in your chest n your heart that I'm hawdin'/
Is drippin' wi' blood, held up as an offering/
To the voices in my head that are constantly talkin'/
Whisperin' words, tellin' me what to do/
I'm the spirits host, the vessel they converse through/
Carrying out deeds n heinous dark tasks/
I'll do what it takes n whatever is asked/
Removing limbs, showin' no remorse/
Cuttin' off your fingers n all of your toes/
Blood flows red and the night's still young/
I've tasted flesh n the feast's begun/
MC Sexion, scalpel in each hand/
Doctoring the tracks n makin' the beat bang/
[Hook]
Hock Tu, listen to us spit/
Hock Tu, listen to us spit/
Hock Tu, listen to us spit/
Listen to us spit this fuckin' raw shit/
x 2
credits
released November 3, 2015
Track 1 - Written & produced by Delivery Room
Track 2 - Produced by DJ Riseone
Track 3 - Produced by Crink