Youtube Choppers

[Intro]
Through the fast, interconnected global system of the Internet, we've recruited the most elite choppers we could find to produce a mind blowing collaboration... these are the Youtube Choppers

[Verse 1: Lyrix]
I don’t wanna fight you, you too proper
So welcome to the motherfucking YouTube Choppers
Put a curse on you, Voodoo doll ya
Break a couple curves, then I move through all ya
Say a couple of words that I do raw for you
Puffing on the herb, it'll smooth paranoia
Stompin’ on the earth, make it move California
I’m lyrically killin’ you and all ya’ll boys, bruh!
You know me, I am the lyrical Don Dada when I get up on the beat, yo, there ain't none hotter
I'm L to the Y to the R.I.X
And I’ma let ’em know that I’m a motherfuckin’ chopper
And if you're offended by my word play
You shouldn’t be here in the first place
They pass me the mic with gasoline
Cause they know that a motherfucker's gonna burst flames
And I’m about to pass the mic
And ask a dyke to make a damn sacrifice
And when I’m done, she is gonna need a pack of ice
You say you got one gun, well I'm packin' twice
So take a step back and slice your bike tires
With Mister Mike Myers and I'mma light fires
And set the whole game ablaze
And I’mma chop it all apart just like a razor blade

[Hook: Killa T]
Flow, yeah, we know we’re heard all around the globe
Videos and we show, that we do this and we know
Flow, yeah, we know we’re heard all around the globe
Videos and we show, that we do this and we know

[Verse 2: VBL]
(Rah) Whenever on board
I be choppin’ up everything I attack with a bronze sword
VBL was a android with a Killer Instict, Call me Fulgore
What ya want, do you want more
Now we could get it poppin’ like some hot oil
You can bring your killas but I know a lot more
I’ma see but I go through ya like some rock walls
Why would you even bother to start something
But you're as soft as a koala, so stop frontin
Why you steady screaming thug life when you're not thugging?
You are not 2Pac you need to stop buggin’
I’m from the east coast
Straight from Newark, New Jersey
Now watch me cut this
Beat up like (???)
Stomping like I’m a monster in this, people get afraid of me cause when they hear me walking
Walkin’ in me (?) comin’ for distruction and I'm comin’ to destroy your city
I be difficultly be battlin individually
Tellin’ me down til’ the bitch come and take that
You would love to, sorry but you gotta face facts
It's really hard to find another rapper like me it’s like tryna find a needle where the hay’s at!

[Hook: Killa T]
Flow, yeah, we know we’re heard all around the globe
Videos and we show, that we do this and we know
Flow, yeah, we know we’re heard all around the globe
Videos and we show, that we do this and we know

[Verse 3: Maniphest DestNE]
Finna hit you bitches with venom why fuck a war when i come we're gonna get to turn this shit a buzz
With the gun or with the tongue and i'm running shit
And a punishment coming for the fuckers who wanna get it up
I-I-Imma chopper, H-h-homicidal maniac I lay the track on a table in front of doctors, W-W-With a scalpel, Cutting the beat up and when I finish with it; hand the peices over to my partners
They can deal with it ; Ill with it
Killing whatever, whenever how i want ta
When i get the feeling of pillaging villages, villanous, militant war general with the flow sending spillz in this
Over the brim better go get a friend, i'm colder than him and anyone you know with a pen
My ballad in their half, their hat in the ring, a bada bing a bada boom bringing em too and i be throwing it in
Nah, never seen a cat quite this agile, chopping it, another with the finest rap style
Fucking when i'm gona bring it all up in the middle of your thunder i will bubble with a lighting blast sound, blocka-blow
Electricity finna be in any enemy in an electrical system, shock em down
He definitely will be one of the illest spitters you could pick amidst the (youtube choppers)

[Hook: Killa T]
Flow, yeah, we know we’re heard all around the globe
Videos and we show, that we do this and we know
Flow, yeah, we know we’re heard all around the globe
Videos and we show, that we do this and we know

[Verse 4: Crusher]
Everybody keeps telling me that if I wanna become anybody that’s anybody
Then I gotta become a commodity and stop being an oddity
I don’t really think that’s anything I want, honestly
Thinkin’ up these syllables and I'm makin’ ’em flow perfect
Puttin’ ’em all together when I be making my verses
Anybody fuckin' with me is endin' up in a hearse
And I'mma paint it to you, stupid, and speaking in third person
Don’t want bottom and I don’t need top
But you better know, that my lyrics are molotovs
Take my thoughts like I'm pullin' to a hot of top
And I will not stop until’ I have pissed God off
Coming to get 'em and I be hittin’ 'em, flippin’ ’em
Drippin’ my venom in every single sentence that I’m givin’ ’em
And even end up facin' 'em, telling me that [I'm heresy]
I'll look ’em in the eyes and say “Fuck with me!”

[Verse 5: Bonez]
Run, run, little buddy, tell the cops
I leave a lot of people bloody when I start to chop
Finna to rock the block a lot not to stop till God drops the coffin top, naw not an option dawg
I gotta keep it moving gotta ride for North Dakota gotta show a lil love
To all my 4-Way Hu$$le Souljahz, when it's on it's on oh lord!
Don't go home alone, Bonez holds crome to domes, 4-4 blows
Sickened to your stomach gotta love the way I rip that, rip that, kill em in a minute with a quick rap
Split back, get back, hit em kill em click clack, this motherfucker better tell me where the shit's at!
Cause we souljas minded, thug mentality, go rewind it, bonez academy
Really gotta tell em in a minute within violence they be thinking we be silent motherfucker we be riders
So ride, sometimes I'm fine, other times I'm like, line the sights then bye, thy demise it's time, tried to lie but I pry'd your eyes to find
You falsified the lines, now I know
Leave your body shaking like a fish up outta water, what up welcome to the slaughter
Murder babies sons and daughters, like Iraq but bitch I'm hotter, then attack em with a chopper
Dawg I got it, do you want it? Come and get it not a problem, Imma (Youtube Chopper)

[Hook: Killa T]
Flow, yeah, we know we’re heard all around the globe
Videos and we show, that we do this and we know
Flow, yeah, we know we’re heard all around the globe
Videos and we show, that we do this and we know

[Verse 6: D-SPillz]
Hit ’em with the wicked shit flippin spittin it ignorant
Give it a little tempo and it’s cha-cha-cha-choppin’
Livin’ it and spittin’ it quicker then any into it
Delivering a singing you can’t find any hotter
I’m lava, I’m monster, I’m Freddy with two machetes
To wet ’em and get ’em dead how I po-po-po-pop ya
Talk to the father
I’m blessing mics with lead the spit
Veteran in the center of the top of the drama
Fully automatic if static we gotta blast in
Handle by any means any problem that we got
Do ’em all and vanish then ravage onto the cannabis
We rollin’ up the green and we harvestin’ your spot
Targetin’ the chops, cause we poppin’ and bangin’
To all of you hatin’ to all of you prayin’ that I won’t make it
Not on my clock, cause I’m on what you ain’t
And ya’ll are too late, cause I done sprayed ’em
Like the cartridge that the K-Spray spit
Rockin’ when I bang get ’em caught with killer slang
Spiller flame, iller lane I’m up top up in the game
Hoppin’ shits insane, got me plottin’, gettin’ paid
Rock the stage, I’m a slave to the boppin’ of your brains
Choppin’ up the haze, they like:
Damn this motherfucker right here, he can chop it up for days
Ya’ll can never say anything I be sprayin’
And layin’ ’em down on the pavement motherfucker I’ma (Youtube Chopper)

[Verse 7: Hurricane]
Killer City motherfuckers murder for the paper
When I want it, I can get it, I can bite into a hater
Make a stupid nigga bleed out, like a bullet to an artery
You follow me, I gotta be a demon for the currency
I got a clique of choppers that'll pop you with the 45
It’s verbally or physically or mentally you gonna die
In the-middle of the map, the Kansas City where I’m comin’ from
The home of Tecca Nina, where we all can spit it like a gun
Development’s irrelevant, you better get your hustle on
They call me Denzel Washington, I’m tougher than a King Kong
Go find another song for me to rip and get my team on
’cause failure not an option when you try to get your dream on
So picture me in history, the one to kill it every time
Immaculate, I’m spittin’ it to make you faggots stay in line
I never take my foot off of the pedal, I’mma run into the devil
On his level and go at him with a shovel!
Kansas City runnin’ back committee, motherfucker
I’m the boss of the team, nigga, never fumble
I can do more words than the legs on a millipede
Runnin’ at top speed and never stumble
Animal, I am in beast mode
I am a cannibal eatin’ your people
Industry niggas, you are all deceitful
Sign on the line, I could never believe you
‘Cane is a YouTube Chopper…

[Verse 8: Crucified]

Forgive all, but they're closin', watchin' the haters step to the war about the couple of syllables in the Pacific, about to give em the burn because I'm a killa
Back to them, over the temple, a syllable, working em hard in the back of the temple, a clip and I'm out with the killin', better take a bump while I'm over the wrath of the picture

Perk the piss up into the form of money, mulling, get to popping, get the carpet, I'm a major pain
Win the city for the choppers, I'ma murder, first he fallin', what the fuck, I'm with the flock, I wanna see my name

First a man hollerin', get to keep niggas murderin', I forget that he followin', I'ma keep him without it, you think that this shit's a part of me, for the tippin', por favor, I need it, listen, I'm a limerick, anybody so hope this shit looks impossible, I can be logical, I'm philisophical, I might need a hospital, been sickin' for the [?farmer's flow?]

I get the heart of Dro, spittin' for the chronicles
I get a shot with the brothers but they gotta go

Eliminate em, terminate em, blow my cover, I grenade em over to my elevator, when I cover, anybody feelin' funny, come over here, take a tumble, I be strikin', I'm a lightning bolt, I get it, it's a puller

Come for me, Crucified, nobody chop like I get in my pump, when I snucked into Guinness, got chased into [?beg leaver?], then he complainin', my data, my sinner, my case when I place it up