Rhyme Asylum – Open Mic Surgery Lyrics
Lyrics
Possessed
- Lock your doors I’m rotten to the horror core
- Valkyries clean up after my dogs of war
- Won’t be pigeon-holed I’m a bird of prey
- Put me a category I’ll put you in a early grave
- Lucifer reject
- Shoulders are stumps from where I used to have three heads
- (Possessed) there can only be one
- Before my soul reach hell, scatter my ashes over the sun
- Not holding my tongue, I say what I feel
- I’m the hand that rocks the cradle of filth
- I don’t wanna live life
- The suicidal sword swallower, slitting my throat from the inside
- Open my windpipe
- Corpses rise from the grave when my names spoken at midnight
- Inflict indescribable pain
- Don’t drink drive, drink Strychnine and pilot a plane
DarkStar
- Down for survival, left at the ‘Hour of Reprisal’
- My verse coerce worse than the power of the Bible
- The game changed I stay raw
- Spitting chainsaws configuring bars like I’m rigging Claymores
- We ain’t singing or dancing
- Kids in my camp is a fam more satanic than Manson
- American, my partner in Canada lampin’
- Watch your eye contact or get slammed with the hammer for glancing
- The Last be a savage beast
- Any rapper in the path of me is actually a casualty
- Have pity for cats that have to battle me
- Cause catastrophe, naturally never will my disaster cease
- I dispatch beef Frank Castley
- Ninety nine and a half percent of rap is ass to me [Y’all Suck]
- Psiklone Possessed Skirmish & Billy Idol
- Plus Last conceal rifles spill ya vitals
Psiklone
- I keep my eyes peeled with hunting knives
- My voice alone provokes stone gargoyles to come to life
- Gave nightmares spitting Lucifer lullabies
- Tried a hundred times but can't seem to fucking die
- Run and hide
- When disaster strikes, the whole worlds looking at me like Busta Rhymes
- Turn the London eye colour blind
- Muscles thrive off natural steroids in my blood supply
- Psiklone a sick psycho
- Drink and spit nitro and sprint so quick I switch time zones
- Bury my landlords under the floor
- When lightning strikes I hit back with double the force
- Death sentences riddled with wise words
- Like the titanic you've only touched the tip of the ice berg
- Grab minotaurs by the horns
- I’m a higher force and I learnt to fly before I could walk
Skirmish
- Break your bones with built in brass knuckles
- N.O.S cylinders inside my legs as calf muscles
- Sprint against an avalanche
- Souls expire, exposed to the smokeless fir of this dragon’s wrath
- Tarot cards, dealt death in every pack
- Thought in my mind racing completing memory lapse
- Would suffocate to death if I swallowed my pride
- My heart attacks in battles between body and mind
- The earth rumbles and quakes at my coming of age
- An appetite for destruction stepping up to the plate
- (My) Skins senseless to cigarette burns
- Coz I’m charged on an overdose of Nilapat herbs
- (Inhale) I love the smell of death in the air
- In the midst of war holding my severed head by the hair
- I’m never level headed, an unbalanced mind
- That sent my pulsating heart and dead roses to my valentine
Ill Bill
- A cannibalistic orgy of words born to torture the earth
- Thought’s are berserk, cauldron’s will burst
- The bubble, cursed for trouble danger misfortune
- My words resemble the strangeness of Chris Walken
- We just talking, conversations with God
- Shout at the devil thousands of rebel martyrs assemble
- Under a black flag with the white skull and guns on it
- Drink vodka straight out of the bottle and puff chronic
- Better yet catch me with Snoop drinking Tanqueray
- Listening to Cuban Linx 2 in the lab with Rae
- “The Hour of Reprisal” gave me cash and fame
- Next stop homie - you’ll catch me in the lab with Dre
- I had Premo on my album; had Muggs on my album
- Had models from Brazil chopping up drugs on my album
- This is Ill Billy Crystal, the kid with the frown
- Spitting it loud get outta my way I’ma piss in the crowd