The Hellgate Rebel

Big Twan ft. Big Kwam - “The Hellgate Rebel”
[Emcee(s): Big Twan and Big Kwam]
[Producer(s): The Creators (Juliano & Si Spex)]
[Scratches: Tony Vegas]

[Hook: Sample with Scratches by Tony Vegas]
“Hellgate Rebel, Big Twan” - Sample from Big Twan on Big Kwam ft. Big Twan - “The Reunion” (x4)

[Verse 1: Big Twan]
Yo
I grab the mic and bring you all in, and niggas get
Scarred when I brawl. I never fall ‘cause it’s all sin
I’ll leave you brittle like sawdust ‘cause I got the
Raw stuff and more rough raps to keep your trap shut
I’m from the motherfucking land under, I make
A man wonder: how could I plan thunder? Slam blunders
‘Cause ain’t none better with the rhetoric, I settle it
And peddle it, and, with a Beretta, shit, I’ll wet a snitch
‘Cause all my vinyl stuff puts on the final touch
I’ll line you up quick ‘cause all I got is sick rhymes to bust
My shit is so hot, you got so not
Old props and, oh goddamn, you’re a cold flop
Slicker than Matlock when I let my gat cock
Attract flocks and wack stop, get chopped when my rap drops
And the main test is to leave you brainless
From the stainless—get ready for the pain-fest

[Hook: Samples with Scratches by Tony Vegas]
“Hellgate Rebel, Big Twan” - Sample from Big Twan on Big Kwam ft. Big Twan - “The Reunion”
“Hellgate Rebel” - Sample from Big Twan on Big Kwam ft. Big Twan - “The Reunion”
“Big Kwam”

[Verse 2: Big Kwam]
My esophagus arouse rap crowds like erogenous zones
With raw baritones, I own this metropolis
I’m ominous and cipher. When trife, my mic’s got
Rifle grips, the type to hit ballerinas to biker chicks
I’m amper than most, pockets lumpy like cancerous growths
Take a chance and get close, you’ll be dancing with ghosts
And apparitions. Perhaps, for instance, if you ask forgiveness
You can enter the realms of my kingdom and ask for entrance
High Majesty, flattery’s a formality
Imagine me broke, low salary, it’d be a travesty
Can’t picture that. Mannerisms of an aristocrat
By the grace of Twan, ordained to christen tracks
Twisting back whatever’s under your skelly or fishing hat
Wishing that I had a dime every time opposition rap
And get toasted. Administer dosage of dope shit
The most sick. Murdered by metaphor? I’m the culprit

[Hook: Sample with Scratches by Tony Vegas]
“Hellgate Rebel, Big Twan” - Sample from Big Twan on Big Kwam ft. Big Twan - “The Reunion” (x2)

[Verse 3: Big Twan]
I strike and kill rappers just like a Masked Avenger
My staff’ll injure, smash up niggas when my malice enter
I’m all giving, not receiving, so reason
‘Cause if any man step to Twan, he won’t leave breathing
It ain’t nothing but sins here, and ain’t nothing
Sincere. Wins? Yeah, you couldn’t win in ten years
My style’s fatal like dioxin, toxic ‘cause I
Drop shit, drop men, don’t stop, and, when I rock, it’s shocking
Lyrics are so rugged, harder than gold nuggets
Diamond-studded, cold-blooded. Oh, shut it. You can’t cut it
Or budge it when I apply the ruckus, fry them suckers
Try and touch us, try and buck us. Now you gonna try and duck us
My shit is A1, magnifique. Man, you’re weak
I’m the commanding chief, and my clan is deep
My flow is smooth like skin, so soft. You’ll get your
Chin broke off plus your shin tore off, and, yo

[Outro: Samples with Scratches by Tony Vegas]
“Something brand-spanking” - Sample from Fat Joe on Fat Joe ft. Armageddon - “Find Out”
“What the fuck was y’all thinking?” - Sample from Fat Joe on Fat Joe ft. Armageddon - “Find Out”
“Something brand-spanking” - Sample from Fat Joe on Fat Joe ft. Armageddon - “Find Out”
“What the fuck was y’all thinking?” - Sample from Fat Joe on Fat Joe ft. Armageddon - “Find Out”
“The fuck was y’all thinking?” - Sample from Fat Joe on Fat Joe ft. Armageddon - “Find Out” (x2)
“Something brand-spanking, what the fuck was y’all thinking?” - Sample from Fat Joe on Fat Joe ft. Armageddon - “Find Out” (x2)