Lirik Lagu The Half - The High & Mighty
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* originally appeared on the "New York State of Rhyme" compilation
[Mr. Eon]I encompass, a circumfrence, of your compassSmokey the Bear's opponent, face atonementThe kama sutra tutor, the Mets rooterShorties like my slick finger like ?Bruce Sooter?You caught in this web of the spiderThe High and the Mighty, might be, slightly, violentIt's High-ly the one to leave the sun raylessNow your style's cheaply made like a pair of PaylessPick apart your secondary, like Jim PlunkettWho woulda thunk it? Titanic-ally, I fuckin sunk itHope to have a spot like George and WheezyChocolate peanut butter shit, like Reese's and fecesWe sees, the observable, absurdableMy elements enough to make a kid take a pullNo preservatives, but I'm still edibleI need my shit green to remain incredible
Chorus: Mr. Eon (repeat 2X)
You don't know the halfHalf of me want it all, the other half-assedI'm halfway thereI be, death-defyin, within def rhyminPeriphery, I can see the whole vicinity
[Mr. Eon]I be a misfit of science, like Andre the GiantYou need to SHUT UP, givin divine solidsAmongst two million, I still be the ill oneMultiply two zillion, I'ma still comewith stupidity, turnin Santa to SatanRantin and ravin, while you cave inSee I love the sugar walls, get with my hand thoughAnd waxin off will be the death of me like RamboCalisthetics, on any premise, yo well it'sthe Gleam Hornet, Eon, uncommonlike Brian Piccolo's piccoloMr. Verbal still remain, like Vinny DelNegroI shine golden when you see me, like C-3-P-OI'm PO'd, by a microphone B-O
[Mr. Eon]I encompass, a circumfrence, of your compassSmokey the Bear's opponent, face atonementThe kama sutra tutor, the Mets rooterShorties like my slick finger like ?Bruce Sooter?You caught in this web of the spiderThe High and the Mighty, might be, slightly, violentIt's High-ly the one to leave the sun raylessNow your style's cheaply made like a pair of PaylessPick apart your secondary, like Jim PlunkettWho woulda thunk it? Titanic-ally, I fuckin sunk itHope to have a spot like George and WheezyChocolate peanut butter shit, like Reese's and fecesWe sees, the observable, absurdableMy elements enough to make a kid take a pullNo preservatives, but I'm still edibleI need my shit green to remain incredible
Chorus: Mr. Eon (repeat 2X)
You don't know the halfHalf of me want it all, the other half-assedI'm halfway thereI be, death-defyin, within def rhyminPeriphery, I can see the whole vicinity
[Mr. Eon]I be a misfit of science, like Andre the GiantYou need to SHUT UP, givin divine solidsAmongst two million, I still be the ill oneMultiply two zillion, I'ma still comewith stupidity, turnin Santa to SatanRantin and ravin, while you cave inSee I love the sugar walls, get with my hand thoughAnd waxin off will be the death of me like RamboCalisthetics, on any premise, yo well it'sthe Gleam Hornet, Eon, uncommonlike Brian Piccolo's piccoloMr. Verbal still remain, like Vinny DelNegroI shine golden when you see me, like C-3-P-OI'm PO'd, by a microphone B-O
