Fastest Rap Song

Yeah. runaway statue. Here we gooooo

Way 2 strong-bizzy bone-6 sec

Pumplike what pump like what pump/ And so you follow me for triple

Dollar bill what's your salary come roll with the Bone and

Gain control/ Got you runnin' with a chance to be the

Killer with the federal general's on a mission it's to

Win and fuck em all

The righteous ones-bizzy bone-18 sec

Seen my mama?

Hey, remember me baby?

I bought a Mercedes, a crib for my babies

And lately got him running from Lady Death, still I'm shady

Okay they say he schizophrenic and crazy

Back in the 80's tryna get up out the foster homes in dreams a teen

And now my mama lets me down

She wouldn't pick up the phone

I'll make it all on my own

But that's a whole other song and y'all don't leave it alone!

I save then baby, c'mon!

Murderous, somebody noticed when I strike through the killing fields, dead!

T-Rock done got shot got a Glock for the nigga ar-tillery shop

Drop when the nigga pop and the party dont stop till they call the cops!

Body Rott-bizzy bone-39 sec

Yeah nigga we heard about all of the murders look what they did to Tyrone

Flippin' the flow then let it burn

What if the pistols and police stay strong for the Bone

Bitch, you fuckin' with all of the black cat feet

And in 1999 when ya meet up in Egypt

Bet it be no peace to release the beats

Settle with the streets and get em all peace

Get up and at least we don't take defeat

Bitch never retreat

Nigga lose your arms

Better use your feet

Battlezone-bizzy bone-55 sec

Come on (come on) One,two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley

They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies

Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim

Kickin on somethig and dig this

Got to feel it catch and don't let go

Wretched in a fro

Bone watchin for the po,po

Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo,fo

I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)

Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show

No no don't spend a lot contend with a men

Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket

Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it

For the cops absorb you soul of course

Praise to the pharoah

Murder mo,curly I heard it lower and return it burn

When our niggas still shermed out

Court's adjourned!,court's adjouned!

Rest and burn!

Heated Heavy-krayzie bone-1 min 26 sec

Runnin' with the AK-47/ Buckin', heated heavy, bustin' niggas in the belly/ Then

I follow with the

.357 and then the automatic Tech'll get 'em/ Niggas love the way I wet 'em when

I get up in 'em

Hit 'em, and I really meant to split 'em/ Put these niggas on they ass like a

Overdose of penicillin

Murda, nigga wanna pack a pistol wit it/ We got a coffin that'll fit you in it/

The bullets come with it

Heard a nigga 'posed to be on the stalk/ So now we takin' caution when we walk/

A lot of niggas can

Talk, they better not be actin'

One Day-layzie bone-1 min 42 sec

I been on a mission since i can remember

Runnin this race on a chase for paper

Eludin the law and dodgin these haters

Hoping the wicked ass streets dont take us

Everyday hustlin grindin strugglin to climb to the top of the pile

Since 89 i been down for mine im in too deep and there ain't no stoppin me now

My mission for bein a baller was deeply rooted in the blood

Had no choice but to become a thug as outspoken as i was

I was 14 out here servin havin what i thought was the time of my life

Little did i know around the corner id have alot of lonely nights

In my cell tossin and turnin mad at the world for all the wrong reasons

And my demons wasn't leavin till i really got to know Stephen

Heated Heavy-krayzie bone-2 min 6 sec

Runnin' with the AK-47 buckin', heated heavy/ Nigga love the way I wet 'em when

I get up in 'em(x3)

Yeah, stackin' the artillery shop/ Then get the enemy and fuck up the cops/ This

Shit'll kill 'em on the

Spot/ Throw 'em in the lake/ Right off of the rocks and get the fuck away/ Don't

Get caught

You better hurry, nigga/ G-O for what you N-O/ So ho, come on/ Nigga, wanna see

If it's real

We got promos/ Stack 'em and tag 'em with the 44 magnum

Krayzie Freestyle-krayzie bone-2 min 27 sec

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Player Hater-layzie bone-2 min 50 sec

You got the clout

You got the clout

So much clout, Mo Thug is what it's all about

And I'm livin' in a nation of abomination

Suppress the playa hatin' on a mission 'til the million see me

Sucka situation, should I be personally waitin' for

These party poopin' fakin' muthafuckas mistakin'?

Play me like I'm loose, when ya need to get your shit right

Cause I got my shit tight

Fuckin' with a nigga a thousand proof

And I'm raisin' the roof when I'm startin' this fistfight

Set it off, that's me, O

T-H-U-G, original thug

From the C-town, outlaw squad

You niggas can't touch me with a ten-foot rod (rod)

Two Glocks(u-neeks remix)-flesh bone-3 min 14 sec

Bastards blast it we sons of assasin mashin' collectin more cash that's true

And I'm gunnin the niggas said all my babies get a million strikin' with a

Wicked hit em with a venomous blow I call all my mighty y'all can joke gonna

Surround my soul but go with the calico yo we the tightest you know Mo the

Mighty yeah Trues Humbly United my family never divided Desperado Thugline Mo

Thug Millenium Seventh Signs for the F.B.I. you wanna come test my enterprise

Bitch you better go think twice and open up your muthafuckin eyes these niggas

Can't fuck with the Fifth Dawg when I parlay everyday stormin your way you

Better lay low so you might just duck when I bust this gauge you see my niggas

Tha points 3 min 54 sec

-Layzie Bone-

Puttin yo' shit to the pave Hittin' dem mean witta guage Me Lil' Lay wit' Rip, Kray, Str8 Gotta blaze dem a's And neva to taste Bone Me deadly thugstaz, thuggish ruggish Neva to take no losses Put 'em all in a coffin Get dearly departed Betta off there

-Wish Bone-

Relivin' the psychopath And down with tha buckin' blast, and takin' my chance Cause when you get near my Sawed Off Who gon' be rest, to pass the blast Cause if ya thinkin' of kickin' these Ya best be packin' yo' sit to b's That it makes a difference I'm movin' yo' ass with tha quickness

-Krayzie Bone-

Now Krayzie Bone is rip (buck, buck, buck) fuckin' once It ain't a nigga to pick up a pen to be rippin' tha skin to send it down to the Mac 10 There's neva anotha to cova tha brotha I smotha tha sucka and move undercover Be leavin dem niggas as they go and take cova, but threwin, and doin a second murda

-Bizzy Bone-

Tha street sweepa Would it make or break cause me pullin' outta yo pot, which shot Puttin' tha bullets just where ya touch and ummm Whippedy tet, tet, tet, tet, tet with tha bo, bo, bo deppedy dup Betta be yo set up, wet up, get 'um on the get uo, Bone won't let ya

Flow motion-krayzie bone-4 min 38 sec

Well it's the nigga the nigga the nigga the once again

And niggas they pick up the pen and they try to contend

But see all that they win is that MAC-10

It's blastin', pick up my gun

And you'r running now from the assassin

Pumpin' the clip and you askin'

"Who in the fuck is that masked man?"

The nigga thats pulled the trigga

'its Cause I'm slimmer they figured they bigger

But when you can see the real killer is peelin' your cap

Nigga that's runnin' the pack

They step so pack the gat, tossin' ya life

I proceed with the murders, servin' off in a coffin

You're fucked, because your niggas

They heard that I buck

So don't think you'll win when I got my steel

And I'm feelin it, when you feelin' a pain

Well, like I'm insane

And know I can throw the gauge if you complain

There's never another to go with a brother

While smutherin' suckers been goin' undercover

We leave 'em in gutters, ain't going to get caught

But who was the sucka that's squealed on a murder?

Well, 187 The weapon is kept and ya step and get learned a lesson

I grab my Smith & Wesson

For punks that run to test

And so punks get ready to drop

Cause I'm on a roll and you'll get smoked

And I'm kickin a gangsta twist

Let's keep 'em moving in flow motion

Mista Tongue Twista-Twista-5 min 16 sec

Let the Cavalier Tung kiss ya, it's the Mista Tung Twista

Pumpin a rhythm, a lyrical styler

My tongue'll be flingin a funky pile of

Lyrical rhymes that's breakin em off in the mind, I be flowin em holy, I'm

Kickin the funky Islam, my lyricals slippin em like petroleum, slowly I'm

Pumpin the flow of the lyric, I'm breakin em off with the radical texture

I'm one brother you could never get next ta

Flex your style, I'm gonna give em a lyrical pump of the rhythm of Cav

And crackin em up with the word of the wise

I be bringin em up in the flow of the funky dialect

I elect a flow for suckers that try a wreck

I spark the light of a head and be wakin em up and then cause a fly effect

I insist ya lay with the path of my rhythm and follow me like a scripture

Flowin this from my lung, a tongue twister

Mista, my style'll be makin a dent and be leavin the tracks bent

Steppin is the lyrical white gent, my english accent

Breakin em up and then makin em take in the smell of my funk I be kickin up in em

And then I'mma give em a lick of my lyrical lollypop, I'm gonna bring em into my doctrine

Rock, then the rhythm'll makin the clock spin blackwards

The funk of the rhythm'll snap, crackle and pop, then flow, oh

I'm makin em follow the path of a God and my track'll be blacker than Cocoa

This lyric I'm makin is dope, don't call it so-so

Don't dis the Tung Twista

Leavin the suckers soft as a whisper, Tung kiss ya like a sister

Then I'mma let it be known that it's the way that I throw

That's makin the funk of the lyrical glow

And how I tell it, yo Cav is kickin a funkedelic flow, and oh, my fist'll

Swing at the rhythm of suckers, then I'm gonna give em a Tung blister

It's the Mista Tung Twista

From The Tip Of My Tongue-Twista-6 min 13 sec

Droppin a flow like this be breakin the suckers

And rippin the rhythm and showin I'm bringin the feel of my tongue

And be makin em manifest that I be rockin the young

Flowin this style I be singin and bringin

It's breakin the people and go in the mind of a teen

Be makin em hear it and manifest up in him that I'm a star to become

Quick the lyrical style I'mma kick

You better catch the rhythm of it

Cause hip-hop is becomin complicated, never be left hung

Bringin a style like this kinda quick and crisp

A lyrical twist be comin from Chi-Town

I know that hip-hoppers all over will be stung

(How was the rhyme brung?)

From the tip of my tung [6x]

(How was the rhyme brung?)

From among the tip of my tung

Rock the style of my second verse like that of my first

Be showin the hip-hop hypes my types of flowin, but not the best of T

From an imagination this was took, a mental crook

Stirring this up like a chef or cook

I hear them say give me the recipe

Breakin this off in the fashion of an erection of an adventurous style

That I'mma use to just confuse and smart people then go dumb

You say me style be wack cause y'all can't manifest what I be sayin

Think I'm a lyrical midget, watch me then say fee-fi-fo-fum