Masters Of Illusion Lyrics - Call The National Guard lyrics

Call The National Guard lyrics (Lyrics)

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[Motion Man]
Call the national guard
Uppity uppity uppity uppity uppity uppity uppity
Upchuckin it up
Spit a sick lateral pattern, and cover em up
cause my saliva venom off mandible, sticky to touch
Secretion burnin little kid spangers like {?} with no crutch
My defense similar to Mutumbo, Im batting yo stuff
Also mass for {?} retrieve barkin, Im sandpaper rough
Slappin, attackin, subtractin rappers, backin em up
This hip-hop here, 400 rappers explainin yo fear
My science redefining my art, throw combos at nature
Combinations bigger with handles like Anthony Mason
My hot style, Binaca and lighter, you want information
Runnin track, losin the quarter, it brought me frustration
But on these tracks, rappin em faster than NASCAR be racin
Partners pit, stoppin and droppin, they wrinkled like raisins
Sassy secret styles that Im stashin on radio stations
Givin birth to masses of rappers to work at plantations
My sickness Alzh eimers for rhymers, forgot what Im sayin
My repoitoire, ready and willing to wreck reputations
Man Im comin at em, deadly at em
Kick in the do, swingin the fo-oh
All you heard was Motion dont drink it no, mo
Still be totin Old Gold, might pour it on cereal
Sewin lyrics together like ink is material
You walkin to fail, watch the landmine
I land my mind, all over the place kid, Im past yo time
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Yo, right on yo forehead kid I write my rhyme, backwards
Yo, so you can look in the mirror recite it, forwards
Yo, the lawnmower that clear cut it
Yo, blade is spinnin in yo ear hear it
Yo, oscillating, clackty clackty clackty clackty clackty
Cuttin em up, like Kenny Garden projects in school
and Im postin em up
No apple bring your teacher a 40 before you get flunked
Similarities to Chocolate Thunder, gorilla with dunks
Thats Darrell Dawkins for you wannabe who fans of the month
You runnin bul l, chase you and catch you and lasso you up
My assault blew up in your face before you can duck
Im known for minutes of lyrics, lynch like Lennox to back you up
Travel like hitmen from mafia to sack you up
Post up like street corner salesmen disperse you up
And burn your life right, in the bond and then smoke you up
Back in my next life as 40 to keep you drunk
A message to the senator

The illogicals are scared of Motion
Call the national guard
The illogicals are scared of Motion
MCs wanna battle, even they know they will die
The illogicals are scared of Motion
MCs wanna battle, even they know they will die
The illogicals are scared of Motion
MCs wanna battle, even they know they will die

[scratching to fade]