Mythological Rapper Songtext
von King Sun

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When I get ill, there′s a reason, 'cause it′s duck season
Hunter of the fronter, though it's not pleasin'
To know that rappers are false advocatin′
Shootin′ me prisons, but see, I'm waitin′
For one of you to slip up and make a mistake
Just to mention my name, that is all it would take
For me to serve like a waiter, deliver and cater
Seek and destroy like a rap exterminator
My murderin' is legal, do damage to your ego

Try to defy, but adiós, amigo
You shoulda been smarter to know you′re not harder
As far as I'm concerned, you are just a part of


Another dimension, I pay no attention
To you or through, if you knew like I knew
Wanna battle me, get up and walk into the setup

You′re tempted to rock, but the mind said, "Shut up"
And listen to the master, because I'm rulin'
Schoolin′ while I′m duelin', plus ridiculin′
You false advocaters, to whom it concerns
Mythological rappers, you got a lot to learn

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I throw a rhyme like a pitch, jetting over the plate

Think that you're the big hitter, you swung too late

Five that I threw did somethin′ to you

Until the very last count, it's just three and two

Being just an individual, you′re all of the same

I throw a strike, drop the mic, because you're out of the game

See, I am the major league, others are minor

There is no one that could ever be finer

When it comes to performin', you are obsolete


Put down the microphone and walk away from the beat

The job is for a man, you don′t qualify
I think that you are very dumb to even try to apply
And to think you try to prove that you′re intelligent
Your IQ is very low, I find it relevant
To this point, which you are missin', still you keep dissin′
Remember, you were never ever competition
For a brother like me, but when I perform
I get the bootyhole warm like the quiet storm
I go to work and go berserk and work you out your skirt
You really dig me 'cause I′m big, but then you're thinkin′ we're hurt

But see, you told me you're a woman, I guess you can hang
Don′t blame it on me if I hurt your thang

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I see that rap is gettin′ older, and so are MCs
Old age could never catch rhymes like these
Which are unapprehendable, others are expendable
I qualify and rely upon dependable
Thoughts that I can radiate, hold up, wait

Let me show and prove in the way that I can demonstrate
I'll make you furious and curious, I′m glorious, victorious

And if you listen close, you'll find the moral of the story
Is sent in a print and mailed to the resident of a duck
That I should pluck just for pressin′ your luck
While I'm defeating and succeeding in givin′ you the beating
Hospitals will be treating once you start bleeding
You will need the intravenous for fightin' with the meanest
And there will be no witnesses to say that they have seen this
Crime perpetrated, now that I demonstrated
I must apologize for the time you waited

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So if you wanna get busy, boy, I'll make you dizzy

Singin′ rhymes so shocking, I′d make your hair frizzy
You wanna know my name, you don't deserve to know

Amateurs like you shouldn′t mess with a pro
'Cause I′m rated as the best over everyone else
No grader was needed, because I rated myself
But still I'm cool with a lot of goodfellas
The ones who I′m not cool with are all jealous
Knew about me back in '83

Four years, you're still showin′ jealousy
You′re even holdin' a grudge, but brother, I won′t budge
Try to take me to court, you'll find I′m cool with the judge
Best move you could make is a move to surrender
Sayin' that you′re hard, I think you look tender
Soft, breakin' off, knucklehead, step off

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These are not my best lines, not even my fresh lines

I know every move and you're still tryin′ to guess mine
That is the mysterious, makin′ you delirious
Rapper on the microphone, I'm serious

About my lyrics, flowin′ with energy
My artillery, reppin' for the enemy
Pushin′ with the power of a generator

Attractin' the attention of every spectator
Who is lookin′ and starin' and comparin'

Rappers are cryin′, cussin′ and swearin'
Callin′ me names, but I can't hear ′em
They always get nervous every time I go near 'em

Soft like tissue, fear is the issue
Just when you least expect that I′ll diss you
I'll take away your title, I'll make you bow
I′m the king and I have spoken, and I mean now
So drop to your knees and lower your head
Don′t think about repellin' one word I said
For the penalty is death, I′ll see that you burn
Mythological rappers, you got a lot to learn

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For all you big word users and bass-tone speakers
You're nothin′ but the soles of an old pair of sneakers
You're worn out, you′re dogged, you're turnin' gray
The only thing to do is just to throw you away
You′re no longer any good, and this is a fact
But you are losin′ respect to a lot of new jacks

So if you are such a scholar, why can't you make a dollar?
You oughta make plans with the funeral parlor
Dig the grave deeper, meet the Grim Reaper
Sign on the line and resign, it′s cheaper
For you to fade away, but it's okay
For you to come and see me rock at the party one day
You′ll see that I'm the reigning rock champion
So you have witnessed the rise of the mighty King Sun
Mythological ducks, take this

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The gangsta team
My man
Dima wack
And I ain′t even mad at y'all
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