Loki - Tighten Up

[Saint]

01-03-2003 Freestyling.com

Done for a british compilation album coming out early summer '03
Producer is Substance, song is called Tighten Up..There is no chorus, I just rip the whole song. might rearrange some parts too. Enjoy.

I’m rising from the…
Sarcophagus, the anomalous ominous opposite of moderate
Rocking apocalypse from my esophagus
I vomit quality deposits and rotten composites of positive
Homonyms of knowledge topping any obelisk
With God at my side, I got to give thanks
My lungs hold so much air they’re classified as oxygen tanks
Prod you with shanks, yes I’m methodical and gruesome
My lyrics when spat, act as optical illusions
This is high combat, which I’m an icon at
I’ll stab you in your iris, cause when I
Talk or battle, I like to make eye contact
Psionic blasts to mentals, syllables killing guys
I’m right on schedule like a scribe making syllabi
Silicone chords of substance, up to four dozen
In my mind, my grey matters…yours doesn’t
And I’ll be right there, hiding in the light’s glare
Assaulting Doctor King’s dreams until he has a nightmare
Oh and it aint fair, even with hope and prayer
My brain hemispheres got they own ozone layer
The fates lose, and even heaven’s gates fell to save you
Satan’s taped to my shoulder, and if he’s taken off, all Hell will break loose
I’m a sabretooth, with lasers blazing your arrays with
Razors aiming to amaze the craziest or tamest
Face it, I pay respect to those before me
So I resurrected Shakespeare and let him write my life story
The Night’s glory, fears my superiority
Enchant the lands of Normandy with my brand of sorcery
The grand majority of you can’t escape the storm
Transform into sand and contaminate your core
That A-bomb was a warning
Only reason I sleep with Death is because
I love the smell of napalm in the morning
Your game was lost as soon as my brain went taut
Cats lay down tracks just for my train of thought
I paid the cost to get accepted yo
Then bought beachfront property out in Denver, yo
Then let the sound waves sent from my throat and mouth
Surround engulf, drown the whole western coast
Your test results came, and I’ll try to be crude
Somebody must have slipped H in your IV tubes
Probably dude, when you were tossing up your hospital food
I walked to your room and sabotaged your shots with a flu
Your doctor was shocked to view your reticence too but
He reckoned to send for a few attendants who knew how to put a
Corpse in a morgue and record your dentals for future reference too
I’m the center of doom, fuck it, buckets turn pale when I exit the tomb
And enter the room, I’m feeding off of misery’s screams
Wreck a platoon, then set the tenth plague, on the nativity scene
And if you want a fight, ya’ll need to go back
Cause I’ll have you tapping out like trees with no sap
My speech glows, egos need a nationality
But in actuality, I’ll be seizing a galaxy and
Squeezing its seams ‘til it seems to be the size of the Sea of Galilee
Rise over the sky, I keep the vocals up high
Cause the beat needs to hear so it can flow with this guy
I’m opening minds with dope lines, go with the tide
And using so much flow that the ocean is dry
Event horizons hired for defending my prizes
I live on the edge like houses on the continental divide
I been to Poseidon’s temple on Triton, adventurous type
Who lets a pendulum siphon the strength of a giant
Penning rhymes with pencils of iron meant for papyrus
A venomous viper spending time reinventing the Bible
With dissections of Isaac instead of sacrifices and
Spreading a virus of pestilent science to lecherous tribes
Teaching lessons in life, but your credentials are wack
Your tenor attracts, all those feminine cats
I’ve had exactly what you fundamentalists lack
Got face to face with God, and wore his head as a mask
You yearn to never be wack, no wonder you look kid
You can find my tracks all over the place cause
Every space with a great crater serves as one of my footprints
And my targets are heathens, yo, when Adam and Eve sinned
I sprayed Agent Orange on the Garden of Eden
Harnessing darkness and demons, with evil sharks and an eagle
If you’ve memorized my lines you’ve got the mark of the beast
In you, and seasons change, when my mood swings kid
Regress Pegasus to a regular gel and tell him to wing it
Pulled your lungs from your chest, now you’re out of breath
Then broke the hands of time, until it wound up dead
I spout acetate, now peep the lord spit
Decapitating mountains so they not at peak performance
Breach like a porpoise, forces sing your defeat
Substance brings the beat, and then I bring the heat
Now tighten up….