Artist: Buttatones Album: Terror 12" Song: Terror Typed by: stereotypetones@gmail.com [hook: I was a terror since the public school] (cuts by Marley Marl) I was a terror since the public school era kicked outta class for givin' teachers a lecture nasty battle scars yo the mic is my weapon dead wack emcees sabotage they whole session obnoxious before grabbin asses on the lunch line pigs cant chase ive escaped more than one time from the streets,rip you on ya own beat tauntin' emcees performin callin em weak cuttin ya mic (gimme that) you aint holdin it right I'm that kid in the crowd you call a little to hype burn ya book in a blaze while you try to read the trash no good, you aint great, they lied you bein gassed when I'm live in the flesh you can die any sec avoid my badside, slide to the left destroy you (check) cut you off mid-sentence destroy emcees before I even make my entrance [hook] I been a terror since hangin wit them derelicts If I let you live consider it generous Im most definite your not sure who you are Im on top of the world you on the floor of the bar If you wann battle must agree to risk ya life Im blowin up spots a terrorist on the mic rappers think they can lipsynch at the show emcees know how to hold energy to control the fans feel me ,put aside the wack rappers howd the term underground get turned to backpackers to the listeners, thanks for keeping it alive thank Marley Marl for makin sure it got revived TONES gettin live is a sight for sore eyes war cries when I kill everything that’s born dies as the thought flies connects wit burn of bullet the realest come through on my words to the fullest [hook] I was a terror since holla replaced one time Obnoxious before grabbin asses on the lunchline Came up wit my fam L BLAZE and BEAT BOX cipherin' on the corner of boom bap and rooftops blame ghostwriters for changing the game only want the true heads left sayin my name The industry defines freestyle as hop on a beat I'm vibin after real Freestyles became obsolete paint the image of the words art im designin the pictures come to life in the bars that im rhymin starving im grindin rockbottom come and find me surface wit ya head in my hand lookin grimy I'm on the throne if you can have the crown (what) The time is now you can pass that down (uh) Been bangin teachers since the public school era Callin all emcees Who can do better?