Warcloud: Mics, Turntables, Spray Cans & Records

Artist: Holocaust f/ Leviathan, Skarekrow
Album: Nightmares That Surface from Shallow Sleep
Song: Mics, Turntables, Spray Cans & Records
Typed by: Cno Evil

(Intro: Holocaust)
Aiyo g, we gon' bong, pinball over here, down the street
Yo, the Los Angeles fabulous
Yo, Warcloud, the Skarekrow, Leviathan
The Great Chiefs, yo, it's how we rock it
Yo, yo, call how we rock it

(Hook 2X: Holocaust)
'Mics, Turntables, Spray Cans & Records'
'Mics, Turntables, Spray Cans & Records'

(Holocaust)
Aiyo, my pen is a merciless sword that burns you open
Throw your arms and legs in a big barrel of vinegar
Puny little men in green uniform want to hurt Warcloud
Warcloud smash, the planet crash
Deep in the Sun, I'm awfully unstable
Spin like a quarter on the edge of a coffee table
Sterling rap cap motherfuckers like AK's
For decades, I infect AIDS to rap brigades
A mutated strand that swell up your head and burst it
Hideous, my pitiless pretty hits are the grittiest
Eat through the walls, and I look at your girl's skirt, 'cause
Cambodian dirt buzz, waffle cones and soap suds
Helicopter fire power shower you after April
Warehouse machinery, heavy bionical chronicle
Old abominable supersonical, metropolital
Metacarpals pop orchestras, burn away your vertebrae
Swamp wars, imported nexus, raise your plexus
Bitter bone lecture epics, old and cryptic
Down in the hollow, men crumble when I mumble
Underwater cyber jungle, lyrics tumble

(Hook 2X) *same time as the chorus*

(Chorus 2X: Leviathan)
Great Chiefs, we slaughter, clobber all impostors
Urban legends stalkers, fresh off the meat locker
Urban legends stalkers, Great Chiefs, we conquer
Clobber all impostors, fresh off the meat locker

(Leviathan)
Drunk off the Lager, slobber, speech improper
Zooming past coppers, renegade hip hoppers
Shake, rattle or shatter, mirrors to windows
Hence those ears, enchanted drums explode
The vertebrae of homes, Holmes, we got you zoned out
Great Chief scout, muzzle your snout dog
It's turbulence, turbulence, el swift
Knuckle uppercut, detaching the fence
Scars are permanent, permanent
Parallax crack backs on wax, smack you brats
Trapped in a torture rack, we torture tracks
Sure son release the Mantra, asthma, microphone basher
Answer for your cancer, tomahawk slasher, yo, causing disaster

(Chorus/Hook 2X)

(Leviathan)
Fresh off the meat locker...

(Skarekrow)
Lyrics leave you with more knots then spots on a leopard
The crocodile shepherd, leave teeth marks in records
And bend microphones, poor funeral homes
That's right boy, you in the danger zone
I hook up with MC's, make love to MP's
Have natural labour and give birth to CDs
Drop niggas on their heads like careless baby-sitters
You can throw your best verses and I'll flush them down the shitter
Tear out your tongue and feed it to the scavengers
Carve a mark on my chest for every __ challenger
Who died on this mission and got malnutrition
Went up against drive, and then survived the collision
My hands swoop from my pockets, evil plotter eye socket
Couldn't block it, broke his forearm trying to stop it
My comments ripped his veins to his arm pits
And dragged the flag, puffing through hot car pits
Hard hits to the head, make the genius retarded
Split his confidence like the Red Sea Parting
Bear trap raps, snapped on his back from the black man
Trying to grow on site, take flight on the Damascus

(Chorus/Hook 2X)

(Leviathan)
Fresh off the meat locker

(Unknown singer)
We can be, we can be, we can be...

(Hook 2X)

(Outro: Holocaust (unknown singer))
Great Chiefs (We can be, we can be, we can be, everything...
We can be anything...)