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T.U.M.A.W. Lyrics

Ugh, ugh, scorpion sting crush
The intensity of this rap is compared to the painful sting of a scorpion.

Come on, "Come on" Come on, "Come on" Scorpion sting crush Come on, "Come on" Butterfly wing dust, scorpion sting crush Lion tough, lion rough
The rapper is urging the listener to follow him and witness the intensity of rhymes that are as delicate as butterfly wings and as painful as a scorpion's sting. The toughness and roughness of this rap is compared to that of a lion.

Come on, follow and burrow and bite I'ma twirl the line when you cross and my phenomenon strikes Tomorrow tonight like it's the Armageddon fight The bomb in my book, drop it when I'm ready to write
The rapper is ready to fight with his words and when his rhymes come out, they will be powerful like a bomb. He is eager for the listener to witness his greatness when he is at his best.

It truly run through me, like the blood's in my pen And the ink's in my veins while I'm thinkin' these thangs Got my brain overloaded often My life gotta change before I go to my coffin
This rapper is dedicated to his craft and his words flow from his veins. He needs to make some changes in his life before he dies, and he thinks deeply and constantly about his music.

Not in the game for sortin', we offer the pain of losses Hope I ain't the end to pallbear Because many are slain, I'm cautious I'm tryin' to refrain from nightmare I'm wakin' in cold sweats, I eliminate stress to my own best ability
The rapper is not in the music industry to sort out winners and losers. He's seen too many musicians die and doesn't want to be the next one. He tries his best to eliminate stress and stay out of the nightmare that is the music industry.

None of you rappers shiver me timbers What if a fashion statement Ab makes em remember 'Stract Rude with the massive agenda
The rapper is confident in his skills and is not impressed with other rappers. He hopes to stand out as a fashion icon and wants people to remember his greatness. 'Stract Rude is an artist he admires.

Shadowbox, hit the punch bag, acceptor Won't win battlin', Tribe Unique's got wetter Who that sayin' the Ab ain't gainin' the game They're mistakin' identity and blasphemy of my name
The rapper practices his skills by shadowboxing and hitting a punching bag. He thinks his rap group, Tribe Unique, is better than any other group out there. Anyone who thinks he's not succeeding in the rap game is wrong and is disrespecting his name.

Breakin' your energy field, lion untamed Smartest of the artists, hardest of thugs gettin game Like mobbers were marching that Malcolm X-type pain Fill out the carcass with heavy blood flow, slain
The rapper has a fierce intensity that can break down the energy of anyone who comes up against him. He considers himself to be one of the smartest and toughest musicians in the game, and his rhymes are powerful enough to bring down a whole group of people. This pain is compared to the marches Malcolm X led to bring attention to the struggles of Black Americans.

Gotta rhyme for each kind in your crew Or any other solo appearance you might do Too tight to go against, to the severity of your punishment Reflects the gravity of the offence
The rapper is prepared to go up against anyone, whether it's a group or a solo artist. He is so confident in his rhyming abilities that he considers his punishment severe for anyone who tries to battle him. He takes any offence against him very seriously.

Heavy casualties, my battles be intense (ugh) Your lyrical obituary reads that of the events That took place, I gave chase, you couldn't save face What a disgrace, that's what makes great heavyweights
The rapper's battles are always intense and brutal, causing many casualties. He is confident he will beat anyone who tries to battle him, and their lyrical obituary will be a testament to his greatness. If someone tries to run, they will lose their face and their dignity, but if they stay and fight, that is what makes a great heavyweight.

You could train five miles on an exercise bike But you couldn't gain my styles, we the flexin em type Though I appear docile, I know when to get hype You want to make me hostile on the radio mic
The rapper compares his skills to physical exercises, but says that no matter how much someone trains, they will never be able to gain his skills. He can appear calm, but he knows how to get hyped and intense when he needs to. He's ready to go hostile if someone tries to challenge him on the radio.

And when I'm in person it's worst, my no rehearsin, free versin And it hurts when I let my jagged edged words disperse You won't get a word in edge, why? 'cause I served ya first You can second guess and live to rhyme, what's your purpose on Earth?
The rapper's freestyle is even better when he's performing live. His words can be harsh and painful, but he's not going to give his opponent the opportunity to get a word in. He challenges other rappers to figure out their purpose in life and to question their rhyming skills.

Well I write in cursive and print, and jot down in my pad Toss out your turf in the war, til you throw out the white flag Surrender contender, when I chop your lumbar say "Timber!" And I got your number, 17th of November, I take you under
The rapper writes his lyrics in different ways and is always taking notes. He challenges other rappers to throw out their best rhymes, but he will always come out on top. He's not just content with winning, he wants to completely destroy his opponent. When he's finished with them, they won't be able to rhyme again.

My inner eye, a thunder remembers like elephants With big trunks and big tusks, big topics to discuss Butterfly wing dust, scorpion sting crush Lion tough, lion rough, alright
The rapper's memory is very powerful and he remembers everything like an elephant. He has a lot to say and talk about, like an elephant with big tusks. He is still as intense as before, but also delicate like a butterfly wing. He is also as rough and tough as a lion.

Mass Men, A.T.U. with DJ EQ "Come on" Come on "Come on" I said come on "Come on" I said come on, scorpion sting crush
The song was produced by Mass Men, and features A.T.U. with DJ EQ. The rapper is urging the listener to come along with him and experience the intensity of his rhymes, compared to the sting of a scorpion.