Mindbenderz - Nick Wiz

From out

The fiery pit, the darkest hell, come to dwell and excel

My vocal props as the verb chops my voice-box

The unorthodox style stays great

Shake the whole world and make the shit disintegrate

From plate-to-plate, you wait while I contaminate the beat-breaks played

Stays clouded, overpowered by the mystic haze

Days and nights or whatever be th time

When I rhyme, I mak another galaxy of stars shine

The gatekeeper throw the mic in a sleeper, creep deep

Heat the grammar, beat a track with a sledgehammer

Fate take aim, the brain over matter is

Maintained, the flyest rhyme status always

Amazed by how the vocal displayed stay the shit

While the close can roll their notes until it’s ripped.

After that, I quit

So lay the cuts as the mustard slides deep underneath

‘Cause the ruckus style freaks, causing microphone decay

Every day, all day

Bounce around the way, looking for

Some mics to decay over fat tracks we lay.

Yeah!

Stay fly like hang-gliders ‘cause we

Represent from the uptown streets to the downtown alleys

We live the mind-bending

Statutes, strictly stuck on, I catch you in a rage

Beat my rhyme against the page.

It’s easily set

Like, «Say, nobody shits like Mister Fit»

Liquid-type wit, unusual politics.

Believe I spits

The venom blinding.

You cats is sidewinding

I’m fly, finding lyrical binds to put my mind in

Stay uncanny.

Emcees can’t stand me, try to ban me

Brought my crew up to Miami.

At every jam, we

Get nice like Glen Rice with mic devices

Penalize the sheistness, take the cake, not the slices

I’ll burn hot, my tongue’s got flames, beat the game

Recognize me by the local-winning name.

Leaving shit stains

Up in the brains with standard apex material

Milky like your favorite bowl of cereal.

I’m hearing, «Yo

There he go.»

Saddles Blaze like Mel Brooks

Emcees shook, hooked off the recipes in my cookbook

Every day, all day

Bounce around the way, looking for

Some mics to decay over fat tracks we lay.

Yeah!

Stay fly like hang-gliders ‘cause we

Represent from the uptown streets to the downtown alleys

«Just another day» — Sample from Queen Latifah — «Just Another Day…» (x3)

«Just another day around the way, hey» — Sample from Queen Latifah — «Just

Another Day…»

So as

The plot thicks, I’m willing, serving hot shots of penicillin

Leaving cerebral tissues spilling, filling in

An empty space, I’ll lace a track, and lye lights with ease (Breeze like this)

Breeze like this and then persist to twist the cannabis

Amongst me, fly rhyme junkies swing like monkeys and exist

To bounce, to vibe across the country.

I simply slides

The slickest vocal pitch men ever seen, the vetereen beams

To blow your scheme, so you know I reign supreme

Giving your teams whiplashes quick-fast, I’m whipping asses

Mister Fit come to shit upon the masses, box a whole ring

Like Cassius, spin the world on its axis, max

Melting over wax like polar caps.

Frightening fact is

You can’t match me rhyme-wise, my shit is tight, and I’m

Ridiculously nice on the mic.

Y’all niggas get it right

So lay the cuts as the mustard slides deep underneath

‘Cause the ruckus style freaks, causing microphone decay

Every day, all day

Bounce around the way, looking for

Some mics to decay over fat tracks we lay.

Yeah!

Stay fly like hang-gliders ‘cause we

Represent from the uptown streets to the downtown alleys