Artist: Suns Of The V.I. Album: Next Chapter Compilation Song: Vocal Instrument Typed by: nelly@itis.com Dipper A-Low: I suplex the mind with a rhyme that can outrun space and time Genuine since 89 My hip hop percise with a verbal connectic sixth sense Sa lyrical barracks for ya has beens Mentally crappin' out in a deadly game of snake eyes One die bring fries heres a new salt for that 3rd eye Flavoring additive no artificial primative Your lucky God was on your side to say "Just let him live" No partner interprise that wack shit build a wack skit And watch you get that ass whipped I'm rippin' the tips off of girls clits and leavin' 'em hangin' The west is lyrical gang bangin' Changin' your viewin' aspect of what's playin' cause I'm Dipper Different and significant vocal instrument 100 percent intelligent It's irrelevent those false alligations by my idiot nation Who was born in the suns vibration twisting and blazin' Caught up in my text and it's amazing Seeing your cerebrum brazing along the hot black asphalt Through to a stalk as your every night sleep I watch you walk through hell with a perm And watch you burn like Howard Stern in the midnight Devils catch beligerant significant Hook: Vocal instument vocal instrument We're different but significant (X2.5) My voice travels like current words shock like voltage Deadly component sealing your fate as i detinate Feel the imination from the golden state Awaking those who slept I even get props from the depth Now watch my tango with the bass clef Clever in every measure studying depth and still misteps On routines I never flow rountine Only those slogans are spoken by the token that's tokin' I stay tokin' cause I'm definatly different From those who act cold and sell their soul in an instant Some rappers auras cause bad karma Fakes and industry snakes dance cause labels are the charmers The way some act is insulting I boo wack acts cause that could be mycontract No tact just a waste of a phat track and even with wack tracks you're still selling millions Hook (x2.5) Combo Combo: Lyrical orhtodontics will extract your tricuspid Cuts hit percise cause my mind is on target Or should I say tarshae you got Irish Spring This is lyrical Oil of Olay I don't play I'll intoxicate like Tanqueray represent hip hop or don't step into L.A. Or you'll be a victim of mental decay I'll mind fuck you then toss your brain matter away I'll slay any fool that doesn't obey Slap your moms then hold your whole crew at bay Bite a Don then drink my lines like fine wines E equals an MC who's square my logics like Einstein Blowing up shows like explosive In a cave where flows live banished becasue they're too corrosive In your ass Like bacteria your rap application didn't have the right criteria Some rappers just aren't significant But I'm fitted and designed to signify my vocal instrument Hook