TSUNAMI SPIT Lyrics

That tsunami spit

That tsunami spit

That tsunami spit

N-N-Neighborhood tsunami spitting

N-N-Neighborhood tsunami spitting

N-N-Neighborhood tsunami spitting

N-N-Neighborhood tsunami spitting

Listen don't just watch me, KMC

Listen don't just watch me, KMC

Yoda spit these tsunamis with ease

That run through the worlds burbs and cities

I control the Earths turns I call the shots see

My flow run ramped clipping bodies

When Kushmaster on the mic I'm godly

I'm a boss pay whatever price it cost me

Labels, illiterates, and haters can't stop me

Reverse the weather patterns when I rock beats

Neighborhood Wave flooding the streets at top speed

Kobe on the court nobody can block me

Fuck a flock of geese I got my H-E-R-D of G-0-A-Ts

It be Mic-keys, Slugworm and KMC

Mother fuckers be like well oh gee golly

These dumb cunts don't know what to call me

Cause my wave bodies auto mobiles trains and trolleys

I'm doing gazelle flips bitch you can't even olley

If you were to attempt you'd probably handicap your body

Not me KMC kill mics calmly

Hit more hos than Santa ain't as jolly

Z double B leave the chicken fried like jollibee

Fucking up the clock every second

Obviously don't need no watch piece

I even out the odds and ends oddly UGH

Who you kidding who you kidding

That tsunami spit hits cha

Unload the clip yoda worm mick

Just serving you the dick

Quick ill witted hits shitted out

Foaming out the mouth shilo running

Bouta show these mother fuckers what I'm bout

You say watch the thrown bitch I'm gunning it down

Floating like a butterfly I sting like a bee

Talking my shit while I'm smoking my weed

My sights unseen the vision beam leaves earth

Travels disperse ripping through the universe

Collapsing together forming as one

Power at core then us stars are born

Rulers of the galaxy we taking it over

Its a travesty that you will get run over

Run out of town

You Blasphemies to hiphop a cavity

I ravage these fallacies tragically

Magically our majesty of audacity

Keeps the fiends coming when we drop new heat

Tsunamis in ya town bitch clear the streets

Gettin' in the rhythm, I kill them with the ill venom

Wretched with the skill comes incredible symptoms

Rhymes crisp like a snare drum

How dare you compare son? The rhythm brings madness

Here comes the baddest, slugworm, the master yurd

Even MIC-KEYS comes in to spit a verse

I'll pown on you nerds, while tokin' the key lime herb

It's kinda absurd how I assemble words

MIC-KEYS confirmed