Eedee's LoF: viewtopic.php?f=24&t=145752
Mr.DGAF's LoF: viewtopic.php?f=24&t=145738
Beat: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WgWR3EV- ... ure=relmfu
Eedee
Mr.DGAF
CATASTROPHIC - NATURALIS CLADIS
[Verse 1] (:24)
You must like to crash, if you fight the wrath of a psychopath
Then it's liable that I'll strike too fast for your eyes to catch
See, I'm pious as I wipe, cuz this shit is hyper fast,
And you're cyber trash, you go with the Bin like you're Osama's dad.
I'm about as bad as that fucker in Abbottabad,
Always down to wrap like Bin Laden in a body bag.
Let's go on and thrash the mind of those that read this piece
But please believe that we don't mean to be this evil team
We need to bring this catastrophic madness right away
See the tide's have changed and now you'll get title waved!
Bitch, you're King? Nah, you're 'bout to get your title waived,
As I stick it in, call me out? I'll bring the storm like ice and rain!
Me and Eedee like the pain combined with anger, add destruction
Please believe me, ice and rain, boy, I aim this, glad to fuck things
Up like I'm Katrina, with a needle shooting up these rhymes
Kick the beat up like some dirt, as you choke on it, "Suck it, guy!"
[Chorus {Flow the violin strings}] (1:11)
Pain.
Death.
Anger, hate.
Rain.
Swept.
Chase away.
The. Life. That. We. See. Gets. Wiped away...
Catastrophic.
[Verse 2] (1:23)
I'm like the wolves that tore Cato up,
Playing Games with my food, raging, a tornado, yup.
Taking up your trailer park in a blaze of dust
If you pay enough attention you'll see why you aren't amazing us
Not even your archangel will stop the quakes and such,
My wrath makes my touch turn cities into lakes of rust.
Feel the shaking once we start to rhyme, when you picture hell
Multiply it by a hundred times on the Richter scale.
Stand under my fucking picture shelf - imagine a safe world,
While it crashes down like an fat-ass orgy with eight girls.
Then speed it up, the beat? We eat it up with a sick mixing of
One sixth a cup of Mr. Just Don't Give A Fuck
This is what happens when you sprinkle my nut sauce,
On top of your laundry cuz it wrinkles the butt floss.
My dick's long under this bright pink thong,
Ooh, come here baby, you like it hot? Bitch, I think not.
[Chorus 2] (2:35)
[Verse 3] (2:48)
One half catastrophic with the other half ill,
Some laugh at the topic but they're smug and lack skill.
But nothing bad will happen if our hunger has chilled,
Once something lacked in rapping now another raps real.
Together we make your mind blown ... so pick it up,
Forever erasing time zones ... go give a fuck.
Show my impatience at this game, waitin' ain't for us,
So I've been craving bad to play so now we make a place to bust.
Into your frames, adjust, and if you claim the trust,
You can tape it shut, until the spectacles retain enough
To see that we're dope the competition stiffens as you add a group
You need facts here so our cocks are ridden, bitches, as we pad our rooms.
Children or not, we act a fool and won't quit if you ask us to,
Killing a hot spot, grab a tool, and choke with our damn hands, it's true.
Until the beat is dead and gone, just believe our heads are strong,
We still will keep the better songs, leave the rest for your catalog.