Heavyweight Lyrics - Archetype - Tonedeff

V1 (24) 

The premises get vacated... The millisecond I kill the seven niggas that play jaded/ 

Within a record I chill the tepid temperatures they've created/ 

With their pitiful minimal efforts to make statements 

I spit on em got em schillin out money to cover their late payments/ 

Cause they're way dated, these dumb motherfuckers have never paid dues, and believing that they've MADE it/ 

For as long as Im repping intelligent lyrics I figure I'll stay hated 

But my mindframe is to Remain Patient/ 

With niggas posing about as hard as a stippers nipples on stage naked/ 

Yo, I can't take it, I'm keeping em plummeting toward the bottom like stocks that's daytraded/ 

Net-fiasco's, Get these asshole's Fates Tainted/ 

Got em flaming & relocating like Gay Vagrants/ 

Tonedeff's slays giants, as if my legal name's David/ 

What I say's Blatant, no apologies necessary to glaze the game blazing/ 

Touch overdubs or change the phrasing/ 

Lyrically maintaining/ my jugular vein's straining/ 

Tonedeff adds to the pressure with bass so deep it makes your brains cave in. 

I'll break it down for the laymen, for the niggas that ain't acing basic training/ 

My rations got their trays swaying/ 

Galleries use my verses for Page framing/ 

Cause, hey I stay flagrant with lyrics nastier than Tammy Faye bathing/ 

Keep comp shook like charter plane when it's raining/ 

I stay phat on the underground like there was a buffet in the main bassment/ 

Sometimes I be slaying for entertainment/ 

Im outclassing motherfuckers, without even having to weigh in. 

V2 (24) 

No one's as gifted or as vigorously meticulous with a writtern scripture/ 

Or spits with this infinite syllablism that I've been equipped with/ 

Should I quit with the quick shit or pitch shift a negative 50% in an effort to get rich/ 

Or stick with the swiftness for the niggas that get this/ 

Even when I'm simplistic, I can be unbelievably cryptic/ 

The rhythm endures the physical force to split a tree with a discuss/ 

With the ease of a flicked wrist, your soul can be seized from a distance/ 

In an instant - by this Plague affiliate that's seething with sickness/ 

I seem to get listless with these kids when I see what they dismiss/ 

Cause anything missing a punchline'll get eased outta business/ 

Like delivery's not important! Rhythm and rhyme schemes are ignored it's horrid/ 

Son, if you can't flow - then become a comedian a ghost writer or poet/ 

If you ain't repping the artform then don't record it/ 

Heads are starving and fiending for an assortment of global proportions/ 

If you ain't feeding the scores of supporters, then you're hoarding/ 

And you're a whore that's killing your heritage like Lizzie Borden/ 

The dexterity I display scrambles your cells like you was a dizzy warden/ 

Committed to scoring more than a jiggy mormon/ 

With a diamond studded bible that bling-blings in the sunlight/ 

When I rhyme at full throttle, I'm titled "Supreme Being" when I come tight/ 

And these things are finally done right/ 

Like obscene scenes riding your slut wife/ 

Our extreme flings stifle your love life/ 

Stun like blunt strikes from a swung pipe someone was hiding from sight/ 

And exceed speeds of fire in gunfights. 

V3 (16) 

And you can bank on it! The playing odds'll stay solid/ 

If you remain brolic with name calling, leave with a ganked wallet/ 

I take solace in making profits like fake scholars/ 

That want you to waste dollars for paid knowledge in state college/ 

With great prowess, I face off with and shank cowards/ 

And waste all their debased followers, Break laws with a brave heart like the late Wallace/ 

I chase robbers, escaped convicts who rape songs and create garbage/ 

Embrace carnage, they ain't artists! Sample their flavor and you'll taste vomit! 

[Gasp] I need a reminder to intake oxygen/ 

Space-Polymer Based oxidants. Say hot shit, display confidence/ 

Hey audience! [BREATHE!] Just wave arms till it's plain obvious/ 

Play God, and persuade crowds to behave honest and pay homage/ 

And pray thoughtlessly awful authors are marked for death like stained coffins/ 

I keep clean cause I bathe often and never illegally trade documents/ 

Hate-mongers, repent! Let me set it straight! 

I'm the heavyweight, like long lines in front of a Jenny Craig or Weight Watchers! 

Potna. 

Chorus 

The Heavyweight flow! 

It's tonedeffinite - Everything goes/ 

Can you Play? NO! 

With Your Petty Stage Show 

It's Tonedeffinite 

Ready, Wait - GO! 

The Heavyweight Pro with the heavyweight flow!