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    "For Instance..."  Parental Advisorygenre: Alternative Hip Hop
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    ..there is nothing born in existance that can survive with me. It's a battle jawn.. not a lot more to say about it to be honest.
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    Label: Funky Monkey Records ©2002
    Credits: Lyrics by: English Bob - - - Produced by: Kid Kutz

    Lyrics
    v1.
    it's ridiculous what i'm spitting my writtens straight meticulous
    a bonafide incubus who's superfly like icarus,
    i'm scorching, forcing your body to release endorphins
    it's best you take some extra caution, i'm prone to mighty morphing,
    dwarfing your whole cd with just one single line,
    i'm treating the beat with a wine, dine and sixty nine,
    nevermind the rest, you're messing with the best,
    english bob holding it down for the south fucking west,
    to be precise it's plymouth, the place i was born and raised,
    taught myself the ways of how to make the surroundings ablaze,
    amazing displays of sonic sorcery, awkwardly reform the beat,
    got bitches stalking me cuz they heard i'm orally extraordinary,
    abnormally gifted, consisting of all existing elements,
    thought i'd warn you cunts before i unleash some pure pernicious pestilence,
    you fuck around with me, i swear it's bad for your health,
    so if you've got any comments, you better go fuck yourself...

    chorus.
    "for instance there is nothing born in existance that can survive with me"
    "y'all know the name.."
    "you aint shit and i aint shit you wanna fuck with.."
    "spittin liquified razors so ill that they cut through steel.."
    "for instance there is nothing born in existance that can survive with me"
    "in this rap game i'm nobody - nobody's perfect..'
    "to be beside myself, i need God next to me.."
    "jealous cuz they know i'm the shit like Mr Hankey.."

    v2.
    i'm off the wall, forget being modest, i'm being honest,
    the oddest plymouth mc who's skills are polished, lyrical adonis,
    and i'll plain demolish any man who ain't a fan,
    i drob bombs, take you out like the taliban in afghanistan,
    i've warned you once, now you better make way,
    your style's so undeveloped it couldnt get in JFK's,
    i recite virtual masterpieces, epics of modern language,
    greatest writings since the Greek civilisation disbanded,
    dunno how you manage to be so bad at what you do,
    you're so shit even the raggy dolls would've rejected you,
    too many fuckwits wanna talk shit any real point is lacking,
    it dont carry no weight, just walks 'round goin' 'i done my back in',
    you aint made for attacking, same goes for defence,
    like a Granny doing Judo, *heh heh heh* yeah...
    it's cartoonish the way you try to flex your mousley might,
    you're overated like a black cab on a saturday night...

    chorus.

    v3.
    you gotta be taking the piss if you think that you're fucking with this,
    get anywhere near it you'll be ridden with herpes and syphillis,
    clench a fist, put your arm in the direction of the Gods,
    punch it in the air, scream out loud 'VIVA LA ENGLISH BOB',
    combinations you cant mess with, i got the shit that you cant step to,
    mish about all you like, but dont nobody here respect you,
    man, you aint super, aint even fuckin lois lane,
    i'll sever your aching wrists, put an end to your campaign,
    my mainframe is intricate, i render assualts impotent,
    infinite stocks of ill-a-ness, so takeover is imminent,
    i'm intimate with skills, we chill on a daily basis,
    crusade against the wack raiders, got classic shit like space invaders,
    darth vader's got nothing on me, i'm an intergalactic legend,
    dont question my rhyming method, i always ignite the session,
    pull a french connection now and fcuk right off,
    i'm staying in the spotlight like a big frickking moth...

    chorus.

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