![]() With his completely wacky and twisted lyrics, he is ultimately as funny as he is scary, or even disturbing.I'm the one-man army Ason, I've never been tooken out, I keep M.C.'s lookin' out, I drop science like girls be droppin' babies, Enough to make a n**** go cra-a-azy, Energy building, Takin' all types of medicine, Your a** thought you were better than, Ason, I keep planets in orbit, While I be comin' with deeper and more s***, Enough to make and bake and shake your a** and clock and take, Rhymes good as a tasty cake, mix, this style, I'm masterin', n***** catchin' headaches, what, what? You need Aspirin, This type of pain, you couldn't even kill with Midol, f*** around get sprayed with Lysol, In your face like a can of mace, baby, Is it burnin? Well, f***, now you're learnin', How, I don't even like your m***********' profile, Give me my f*****' s***, (ow!) Not seen and heard, no one knows, you forget, n***** be quiet as kept, Now you know nuthin', before you knew a whole f*****' lot, Your a** don't want to get shot, a lot of M.C.'s came through my showdown, To watch me put your f*****' a** lo-o-ow down, As you can go, below zero, without a doubt I've never been tooken out, By a n****, who couldn't figure, yo by a n****, who couldn't figure, Yo by a n****, who couldn't figure, how to pull a f*****' gun triger, Get the f*** outta here! n**** want to get too close, to the upmost, But I got stacks that'll attack any wack host, "Introducin', yo f*** that n****'s name," My hip-hop drops on your head like ra-a-ain, And when it rains it pours, cause my rhymes hardcore, That's why I give you more of the raw, Talent that I got will riz-ock the spot, M.C.'s I be bur-are-rnin', bur-are-rnin' hot, Woah ho ho! Hit me like slow-mo with the flow, If I move too quick, oh, you just won't know, I'm homicidal when you enter the target, n**** get up, act like a pig tryin to hog s***, So I take yo a** out quick, the mics I had my n****, You can suck my d***, If you want to step to my m***********' wreck, (Ch-ch plow! plow! plow!) blown to death, You got shot cause you knock knock knock, "Who's there?" Another m***********' hardrock, Slackin' on your back cause raw's what you lack, You want to react? Bring it on back. With his alcoholic and unstable flow and his hoarse voice, he adds grumblings, mumblings, lispings, but nevertheless we follow him in his delirium, he is bewitching. Simply because it is his personality, his madness is not played, it is not overdone, it is natural. However, he has something unique, something only he is able to do. I even suspect that there is some improvisation in his songs.
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