Let the rhythm hit 'em



I'm the arsenal

I got artillery, lyrics of ammo

Rounds of rhythm

Then I'm 'a give 'em piano

Bring a bullet-proof vest

Nothin' to ricochet

ready to aim at the brain

~Now what the trigger say

Tempos triflin'

Felt like a rifle

Massage 'n' melodies

Might go right through

Simultaneously like an Uzi

Nothin' can bruise me

Lyrics let up when lady say don't lose me

So re-load quickly

And you better hit me

While I'm lettin' this fifi get wit me

You steppin' with .007

Better make it snappy

No time to do your hair, baby

Brothers are bustin' at me

Beats and bullets pass me

None on target

They want the R hit

But wtch the god get

Quicker, the tongue is the trigger

'Cause I'm real fast

Let off some rhythm at 'em

Let 'em feel the blast

Penetrate at a crazy rate

This ain't no .38

Hit 'em at point blank range

And watch 'em radiate

Runnin' out of ammunition

I'm done wit' em

You ask me how I did 'em

I let the rhythm hit 'em



I push a power that's punishable

Better be a prisoner

The hit man is the

Brother wit' charisma

Showing you that I have

Powerful paragraphs

Followers will become leaders

But without a path

Ya mentally paralyzed

Crippled ya third eye

Rhymes are blurred

Then it occurred that you heard I

Reduced the friction with crucifixion

Let loose the mix then

Boost the piston

Eric hit 'em with' some of that

Cut like a lumberjack

And me gettin' hit back

It won't be none of that

I'm untouchable

You see me in 3-D

When I let the rhythm hit an