Virus

[Verse 1:] My rhyme like a virus that modify what you're taught Sodomise your thought, your brain wave contort Twist your T cell, transmit the germ Transfer the pain to your nerves to burn My bacteria penetrate birth canal So you predisposed to perverted sound They put a serum in your vein to curb the strain Press rewind, take in the germ again Protein coat the cell, protect the rhyme Bootlegging an epidemic, who next in line? Enzyme infect, venom is in the deck Pressing eject, your radio start to sweat Temperature risen, organism react to stress Damage your brain whenever the words manifest I'm killing whatever, keeping you under the weather Till Re-Animator putting your body back together [Chorus:] We reproduce, multiply like a virus Death reside in your diets Blinded by science, lost in the land of the giants Doing my time with the tyrants We reproduce, multiply like a virus Death reside in your diets Blinded by science, lost in the land of the giants Doing my time with the tyrants [Verse 2:] They keep running for vaccine to combat the tag team Barefoot on the beach? Hell of a bad scene Dentists gone mad, giving you bad dreams Doctors terrify with tools that ain't clean My virus designed to make clones to imitate The strength of my plague survive on your dinner plate The black death, bubonic outbreak Wonder how long disease in the cow take to work Checking your watch, wait around Till the men in the white coats strap you down Germ warfare ain't a joke Unless you're George Bush, the Queen or you stay with the Pope My DNA strand stay banned Coming out your deck, turn your fucking town to a wasteland If you thinking that the Vents trying to marry ya Open up, get bumped by the carrier [Chorus:] We reproduce, multiply like a virus Death reside in your diets Blinded by science, lost in the land of the giants Doing my time with the tyrants We reproduce, multiply like a virus Death reside in your diets Blinded by science, lost in the land of the giants Doing my time with the tyrants [Outro:] Hey, the Funkoars clique got the germ! And the Hilltop crew caught the germ! The Crossbred Mongrels got the germ! My man Balboa caught the germ! The Hospice Crew catching the germ! Overproof caught the crew! And the Terra Firma crew got the germ! Of course the Vents, bro I got the germ! Check it ouuuuut! One, two, Vents One Mr. Triiiials in effect like a virus Moving real, real, real, real slow Taking over, '06 and beyoooond! Word 'em up