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cranium - gauge the mental murderah lyrics

hey yo it took mad long but now my style’s finally packed down
don’t make a sound cause you’re bound to miss the first round
ding, i bring the breathless episode
a single in your spine like a virgin busting his first load
name, gauge-uh the mental murderah
strange things’ll come-uh to your mind when i’m kickin’-uh
verse that’s off-key like tryin’ to open your neighbor’s door with your key
don’t mind me i’m f-ckin’ witcha mentally
see, i been rappin’ for years
in the dark, with my peers
hopin’ to see the light like l.a. gears
no break, but i take the failures as they come
lyrics will leave you in the slum
like trying to figure out chinese algebra while drinking rum
whenever i’m, upset, i get the pen and pad and visually set my mind and jet
but don’t sweat the technique
take a sneak peek, a little some, from the cranium

a-yo, it’s gauge-uh, the mental murderah
strange things will come to your mind when he’s kickin-uh verse

it’s gauge-uh, the mental murderah
strange things will come to your mind when he’s kickin-uh verse

in my cranium, much broken reps are stored
and when i’m alone i play with the frauds and broads
you know the hardcore [?] beast
my mental telepathies will seize enemies by the crease
so freeze, like 20 below degrees when i breeze
past, cause there’s no winds in your forecast if your fake
for goodness sake, my t-tle you’re trying to take
you’re better off givin’ a dead fox to ricki lake
i make hits like gotti without a shotty
just pens and pads make college grads look like lads is learning to use a potty
hotties play me close like lint, by the [?]
tell tom to cruise cause i have bruised a few good men
the heineken sipper, excuse me while i flip-a
few bars to leave you seein’ stars like the big dipper
gauge the ripper, rippin’ brain cells to the cerebellum
it’s mental red rum to your cranium

a-yo, it’s gauge-uh, the mental murderah
strange things will come to your mind when he’s kickin-uh verse

it’s gauge-uh, the mental murderah
strange things will come to your mind when he’s kickin-uh verse

my style’s breathless (but it switch)
many d-cks (they rob pitch)
[?] ([?])
if i catch my breathe you’re gonna lose your eyebrow (and howwww!)
cool it now, check the new edition
defeatin’ me you’ll quicker see the tin man goin’ fishin’
my rapper’s intuition makes your mission impossible
so like a fuse (it’s lit!)
cuz i can bust a rhyme [?] while takin’ a sh-t (yo gauge quit)
many [?] my [?] is good to [?]
cuz in the show [?] i be rippin’ mics from here to [?]
so [?] spark the weed if you’re smokin’
while i’m soaking up your enzymes with my rhymes to leave ya broken
no jokin’, your style is broken, and can’t fix
rhymes’ll shootin’ bricks like john starks from the knicks in game six
the clique’s deep, so creep don’t run while the mental murderah is f-ckin’ up the cranium

a-yo, it’s gauge-uh, the mental murderah
strange things will come to your mind when he’s kickin-uh verse

it’s gauge-uh, the mental murderah
strange things will come to your mind when he’s kickin-uh verse

9-6 mental murderah

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