Cerebral Vortex, Cea-3 & Khalyl Corlione - My Ghetto
[Cerebral Vortex]
My Ghetto is saturated by buckets of Amaretto,
Blackpoles, Petals and Trackstars with Gold Medals,
Daytime Annalysts, Nighttime Vandalists,
With Paintball Masks, incocted with clouds of Cannabis,
Ciphers and Sewages, where bloodflourish Transmit,
Neanderthals tagging Mudbricks in Sanskrit,
Guerilla Pimps with Iron clad Fists,
Strictly Underground Shit, we rockin´ the Cosmic,
Kill for Crumb Shit where the Bird is on your a**,
Spilling wack shit out of your Rhinestone incrusted mold of Gla**,
Move your a**,
Our Bong sparked the Session how long will it Last?
Witness the Ma**es get in battle the Whites in Midtrash,
Smash the Wackness, tell you what Style´s in it´s Cabage,
Folding his frame till he cracks like Hard Plastic.
Welcome to your Armageddion, I Ben Affleck!
Dirty Medicine! Crystal Methadane Hit,
My Ghetto´s below the Trenches, in the Crack pits,
Where the Earth Splits that Shit.
[Cea-3]
My Ghetto,
Infested worms digest flesh within Intestants,
Burners cover Walls like It´s Best is,
An Entrance with no Exit, B-Boys throw Headspins,
Lurk with the Tempting Tempstress,
Work envolves Weapons, Deceptions with the Blurry Eye Guy,
who vives Injections of Depression,
Ethics Involved, Message Disolve,
While pieces of the Puzzle fall into the Mescalin Mawl,
I´m testing you All who dare wonder to these parts of my Anatomy,
Jacks Tap with Low Batery, There´s No Gravity, 5-0´s Trackin´ Me,
Pain like an Ulser with Cavities growing casually, The Rats Nest!
With Vast Reactions to the Last Draft Picks, Band-Aids & Bloody Napkins,
Hurdle Capgins to Rumble with Hatchits, Ashes cover the Atlas,
from Flash Trips of Acid Splashes, Blastin off the Planet Wackshit
On a Gigantic Plastic Magnet, Stagger the Dragnet with a Dragon´s Tongue, Faggots Hung, Maggots Run! The Cabbage Flung then Collected
Disrespect? Expect it! Die in Flashing Time!
My Ghetto, Nick Ba**ett´s Mind.
[chorus]
My Ghetto, where you can become a Hole in the Wall!
My Ghetto, where heads get flung like Bowling Balls!
Heavy Metal will settle the Cold Flesh the Thaw!
My Ghetto, what does your perception draw?
[Khalyl Corlione]
My Ghetto´s full of,
Hot Metal & Heavy Hitters,
Dun´s that Jump Gates,
Runnin´ from Jakes they never get us!
My Team´s the Heavy Bidders,
We Play for our Lives,
Before Birth, It´s like we been,
Bread and Trained to Survive,
Slanging them Pies,
You want Beef? We aim them in Five´s
I keep my NME´s Close, Cuz friends stay in Disguise,
That´s how I get it so,
I call it and spit on how I live it though,
In my Hood you match up with Niggaz like Riddick go,
And Embrace Scars, Dual Exhaust we Race Cars,
In my Ghetto, it´s like you destined to Face Bars,
Per-fect B-Ball, Learn from the Cats you See Fall,
Walk with an Attitude, like I ain´t never need Ya´ll,
It´s only Real, Thought spoken from the Mind of Khalyl,
I´m Pessimistic, unitl the Day I sign me a Deal,
And to Sweet, Soft-spoken my Style is Unique,
Spit like a Tec forever get Wreck on Joolz Beats.
[chorus]
My Ghetto, where you can become a Hole in the Wall!
My Ghetto, where heads get flung like Bowling Balls!
Heavy Metal will settle the Cold Flesh the Thaw!
My Ghetto, what does your perception draw?
FTC - My Ghetto
