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"Half Verbal Gymnastics"
contains samples from:
Jim Muro's film "Street Trash"
& the Boney M song
"Never Change Lovers in
the Middle of the Night"

lyrics

[V1. (Kabal) "Fred"]
Half verbal, smoke you like you're herbal,
Crushing with the truth, and the truths always hurtful/
And drastic, my styles always been spastic,
Flipping on the mic like it's fucking gymnastics/
Lyrical weaponry, cook another recipe,
Envious enemies could never get the best of me/
I'm too quick, when it's time to rip & spit,
Bury you in punch lines that even split your lip/
I don't trip these days, but I still hit haze,
Freeze you like a deer in headlights with one quick gaze/
Tires on car squeal, your carcass in cart wheels,
Box like Ox Baker just to see how your heart feels/
Balance on a beam, feel the malice of my team,
We dirty and low down and callous and mean/
No matching track suits, we track attack troops,
Stepping to Street Trash, you're rolling a crapshoot/

(chorus)
[Mach Spitz]
Mama always told you there be days like this,
But then your Mama never gave you more than speeches/
Street Trash giving you the heebies the herbies,
The knee knocking nounies the vag-cadgin' verbies/
[Kabal]
And if you wanna throw down you'd better get to half stepping,
When we roll in your town you better grab the best weapon/
Fred & Burt on the set, & you can place all your bets,
That you ain't seen nothing yet/

V2. (Mach Spitz) "Burt"]
bass cabinet rumbling, face grabbing it, stumbling,
Verbal gymnastics from the herb spastic mumbling/
Fantastic grumbling from the gallery of peanuts,
Foundations crumble like Mallory on Alex P nuts/
I rock the Three Guts in Walkmans,
I shock the wee sluts, the cock fans/
Clock the rebuts the yes guys the me toos,
Fuck the say whats the best buys what we do/
Check your weak game at the gate kid,
Cuz I'll wreck your fuckin beakbrain for jokes/
Addicted to smokes and giving dope folks the vapours,
Roll up chap you get rapped up like papers/
Half steppers get the full foot,
& Laugh schleppers get the Schweppes out/
I heard you from the driveway playing the tape,
Of the two clowns your mothers always kept out/

(chorus)
[Mach Spitz]
Mama always told you there be days like this,
But then your Mama never gave you more than speeches/
Street Trash giving you the heebies the herbies,
The knee knocking nounies the vag-cadgin' verbies/
[Kabal]
And if you wanna throw down you'd better get to half stepping,
When we roll in your town you better grab the best weapon/
Fred & Burt on the set, & you can place all your bets,
That you ain't seen nothing yet/

(Mach Spitz)
Ungrateful you get dead quick like Garcia,
Platefuls of meatballs you cheap like parsley-a/
I see ya in the club and ya you bobbin you bet,
You see me seeing you seeing me you jet like Boba Fett/
That's how you treat me? Well that's how I'll be fuck,
Think you can beat me, stick around & we'll see fuck/
I'm sick of the disses, and the sideways looks,
From kids playing pages while I play books/
(Kabal)
Note pads for days, so my vocab blaze,
Burning pages into ashes then I go grab praise/
Smokin on the Tailor mades, cus I got the greater grades,
While you limping on the sidelines sipping Haterade/
Techniques are soundly, never catching my bounty,
Cus I rock from New York all the way to Orange County/
Trash for the streets with the ruff neck beats,
You couldn't copy the styles because your tape decks cheap/

(chorus)
[Mach Spitz]
Mama always told you there be days like this,
But then your Mama never gave you more than speeches/
Street Trash giving you the heebies the herbies,
The knee knocking nounies the vag-cadgin' verbies/
[Kabal]
And if you wanna throw down you'd better get to half stepping,
When we roll in your town you better grab the best weapon/
Fred & Burt on the set, & you can place all your bets,
That you ain't seen nothing yet/

credits

from Mach Spitz & Kabal are​​​.​​​.​​​. Street Trash, released January 6, 2015
Mats Björklund, Keith Forsey, Fred Jay
Kabal (K.Theodoropolus)
Lyrics by: Mach Spitz (C.McCallum) & Kabal

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