Beatdown
Virtuoso Lyrics


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(Virtuoso)
Yo, I be attestin' bad you soon discover I'm the best around
Virtuoso omnipotent medulla rule the extra crowds
Step in battles weapon-rals give ya chest a pound
'til ya breast is ground meat
Pharaohs Army sound fleet
Snatch ahold of half ya soul make, casserole
Crack a pole on ya back and roll you in the blackest hole
The winter brewed, enter nude Amazonian jungle warfare
Silver back guerilla I'm covered in more hair
than four chairs in a barber shop
Vocals hard as rocks and the beat's on smash
Make ya veto, jigga weak foe
Cause my machete unique flow fuckin' beat yo ass
I got the key to sense or hear a deer sharp as fox
Sound as when carver chop, galaxies and stars'll drop
You know Virt, run with ogres who throw dirt
Stomp ya ass 'til ya bones squirt like yogurt

(T-Ruckus)
Aiyyo rush extreme pervert, I'm undercover covert
You need to put in work, and get ya games out my face
Let the flames in the place, you fuckin' wid Ruck's a fatal move
You stand in disgrace yo my brain's in outerspace
Taste the toxic, improved reflexes like shadowboxin'
Sternum crack, extreme force applied to ya back
Pick ya torture that's the rack
I'll scortch ya with the lift
And word style I clash like, (woof) with full clips
Guerilla war I killed ya core
Atilla the Hun don't want none
I rap shit, into the floors
Spittin' shots through ya door, and kick that bitch down
From the bowel, where Ruck throws the mic to the ground
In discussin' Ruck you trust, word to us
You spittin' the shit we flush time to bust
And crack the earth's crust with one thrust
Nasty as shit, toxic the hazardous, analyst

(Hook)
"I got it locked from the 2-1 pound to beantown"
From Philly to Boston we tossin' cats to the ground
"Then some clown jumps up to get beatdown"
Virtuoso, T-Ruckus, Jedi Mind for the crown
"I got it locked from the 2-1 pound to beantown"
We cats that speak growls to blast ya weak sound
"Then some clown jumps up to get beatdown"
Big Virt, Ruckus, Jedi bring the beatdown

(Vinnie Paz a.k.a Ikon)
Prepare for the blitzkrieg, ya wrist bleed into six seas
Ya veinless, my stainless will split trees
The fist need to smash through the brain
Soul of the *tyrant is* cast into the flame
You'll come to learn that my flesh is unslashable
You damn coward ya man power is laughable ya chest blastable
The *jackal* smash you in the adam's apple
for not doin' what's asked of you
That's the last of you, I'm a sick bastard
I spit gases and split rappers *with* pick axes
From Illadelph Shambala to Los Angeles
Rappers are mummified from the number of bandages that I inflicted
With guillotine swiftness
We mean vicious and fiends can get they spleen shifted

(Jus Allah a.k.a Megatron)
Jus Allah and Vinnie Paz, leave ya flags raised at half mast
*Niggas walk with less pride then fags have*
The wrath, leavin' you outside and jacked
Then we drop more shells than pregnant crabs
The glock make *niggas* bow down in hell
You opened immediate, like priority mail
That's my dog and I clean up after it's *kill*
So the evidence can't pin the god in jail
Leavin' you peeled, buried in an underground cell
While your family still hopin' you alive and well
Call the Reaper, tell him I got, lives for sale
I'm paid for each *nigga I* supplied to hell
I can tell y'all can provide work for me
*Just* like Hercules *verse Freddy* Mercury
Virtuoso pass the blunt
And let Megatron smoke these trees down to *stumps*





(Hook x2)

Overall Meaning

The song "Beatdown" by Virtuoso feat. Jedi Mind Tricks & T-Ruckus is a rap song that talks about the supremacy of the artists over their competitors. Virtuoso asserts that he is the best around, and can defeat anyone who dares to challenge him. He uses strong metaphors like "chest a pound 'til ya breast is ground meat" and "crack a pole on ya back and roll you in the blackest hole" to describe how he would crush his opponents. T-Ruckus talks about his toxic taste, improved reflexes, and strength. He is fearless and considers himself better than Atilla the Hun. Vinnie Paz a.k.a Icon is fierce and unyielding, describing how he could break through anything, even the hardest human flesh. Jus Allah, also known as Megatron, talks about being able to supply lives to hell. Combined, these four rappers sound like an unstoppable force determined to dominate the rap world.


The lyrics of the song are full of strong metaphors and references from different parts of the history of rap. They talk about various aspects of hip hop culture, including hand gestures, beats, and the supremacy of the rapper. The lyrics are very graphic and can be interpreted in different ways, but the overall message of the song is clear - don't mess with these guys!


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, I be attestin' bad you soon discover I'm the best around
I am confident in my skills and believe that soon enough others will recognize me as the best.


Virtuoso omnipotent medulla rule the extra crowds
I am a powerful force, and my presence commands attention.


Step in battles weapon-rals give ya chest a pound
When I enter battles, my weapons hit hard and leave my opponents reeling.


'til ya breast is ground meat
I will attack you relentlessly until you are completely defeated.


Pharaohs Army sound fleet
My army of supporters is strong and will follow me to victory.


Snatch ahold of half ya soul make, casserole
I have the ability to destroy my opponents both physically and mentally, leaving nothing but their remains.


Crack a pole on ya back and roll you in the blackest hole
My attacks are brutal and will leave you destroyed and lost.


The winter brewed, enter nude Amazonian jungle warfare
I am prepared for any battle, no matter how harsh or difficult.


Silver back guerilla I'm covered in more hair
I am tough and strong, like a gorilla who can weather any storm.


than four chairs in a barber shop
My toughness and strength is unmatched, like four chairs in a barber shop.


Vocals hard as rocks and the beat's on smash
My rhymes are strong and powerful, and the beat is intense.


Make ya veto, jigga weak foe
I can overpower even the toughest opponents and leave them weak.


Cause my machete unique flow fuckin' beat yo ass
My unique style and talent will dominate and crush my opponents.


I got the key to sense or hear a deer sharp as fox
My skills are honed to a sharp point, giving me the ability to sense and detect my opponent's every move.


Sound as when carver chop, galaxies and stars'll drop
My power is so strong that it can even shake the foundations of the universe.


You know Virt, run with ogres who throw dirt
I surround myself with tough and loyal supporters who will fight with me to the end.


Stomp ya ass 'til ya bones squirt like yogurt
I will defeat and destroy you, leaving nothing but your broken bones.


Aiyyo rush extreme pervert, I'm undercover covert
I am sly and cunning, able to outmaneuver my opponents without them even realizing it.


You need to put in work, and get ya games out my face
My opponents need to work harder and come up with better skills if they want to challenge me.


Let the flames in the place, you fuckin' wid Ruck's a fatal move
Starting a battle with me will only lead to your own destruction.


You stand in disgrace yo my brain's in outerspace
I am so far beyond my opponents in skill and power that they look like a mockery.


Taste the toxic, improved reflexes like shadowboxin'
My attacks are deadly and will leave my opponents helpless.


Sternum crack, extreme force applied to ya back
My attacks are brutal and will leave my opponents physically broken.


Pick ya torture that's the rack
I have a variety of ways to torment and torture my opponents.


I'll scortch ya with the lift
My attacks are strong and will leave my opponents in agony.


And word style I clash like, (woof) with full clips
My rhymes and style are powerful and will clash with my opponents.


Guerilla war I killed ya core
I will wage a guerrilla war against my opponents and destroy them.


Atilla the Hun don't want none
Even the fiercest warriors would not be able to stand up to me.


I rap shit, into the floors
My rhymes are so powerful that they will leave my opponents disoriented and unable to stand.


Spittin' shots through ya door, and kick that bitch down
I will use any means necessary to get to my opponents and defeat them.


From the bowel, where Ruck throws the mic to the ground
My victories are so complete that even my opponents' microphones are left in the dirt.


In discussin' Ruck you trust, word to us
People know that if they discuss me and my abilities, they can trust in what they are saying.


You spittin' the shit we flush time to bust
Your rhymes are weak and we are ready to defeat you.


And crack the earth's crust with one thrust
My power is so strong that it can even shake the foundations of the earth.


Nasty as shit, toxic the hazardous, analyst
My attacks and skills are so strong and devastating that even experts would be surprised.


Prepare for the blitzkrieg, ya wrist bleed into six seas
Get ready for an all-out attack, so strong that it will leave your wrist bleeding.


Ya veinless, my stainless will split trees
You will have nothing left after I attack, while I will remain strong and resilient.


The fist need to smash through the brain
My attacks are powerful and will leave my opponents mentally and physically broken.


Soul of the *tyrant is* cast into the flame
My victories are so complete that my opponents will feel completely defeated and broken.


You'll come to learn that my flesh is unslashable
My resilience and power are unmatched.


You damn coward ya man power is laughable ya chest blastable
You are nothing compared to me, and I will easily overpower you.


The *jackal* smash you in the adam's apple
My attacks are brutal and will leave my opponents completely destroyed.


for not doin' what's asked of you
If you do not comply with me, you will feel the wrath of my attacks.


That's the last of you, I'm a sick bastard
Once I set my sights on you, you will be completely destroyed.


I spit gases and split rappers *with* pick axes
My rhymes are so powerful that they will destroy even the strongest rappers.


From Illadelph Shambala to Los Angeles
My reach and influence are felt far and wide, from coast to coast.


Rappers are mummified from the number of bandages that I inflicted
My attacks will leave my opponents bruised and battered, to the point where they will need many bandages to heal.


With guillotine swiftness
My attacks are quick and deadly, like a guillotine.


We mean vicious and fiends can get they spleen shifted
My army of supporters is vicious and will leave our opponents in pain.


Jus Allah and Vinnie Paz, leave ya flags raised at half mast
When me and Jus Allah are involved, expect a battle to end with only one winner.


*Niggas walk with less pride then fags have*
My opponents are weak and have no pride.


The wrath, leavin' you outside and jacked
My attacks will leave my opponents outside, alone and defeated.


Then we drop more shells than pregnant crabs
We will attack with such force that our opponents will feel bombarded.


The glock make *niggas* bow down in hell
My power is so strong that it can even defeat my opponents in the afterlife.


You opened immediate, like priority mail
My opponents are weak and have no defenses against me.


That's my dog and I clean up after it's *kill*
I will follow through with any attack, and leave no loose ends.


So the evidence can't pin the god in jail
My skills are so powerful that no one can bring me down or implicate me.


Leavin' you peeled, buried in an underground cell
My attacks will leave my opponents defeated and buried deep.


While your family still hopin' you alive and well
Despite your defeat, your loved ones will still hold out hope for your well-being.


Call the Reaper, tell him I got, lives for sale
My power and ability to defeat is so strong that I have control over life and death.


I'm paid for each *nigga I* supplied to hell
My victories are so frequent and powerful that I make money from each person I defeat.


I can tell y'all can provide work for me
My opponents are so weak that it is easy for me, and that they could even provide me with a challenge.


*Just* like Hercules *verse Freddy* Mercury
I am strong and powerful, like Hercules, and my rhymes flow like the music of Freddy Mercury.


Virtuoso pass the blunt
I am done with my attack, and it's time to relax.


And let Megatron smoke these trees down to *stumps*
It's time to celebrate and let loose, and smoke our victory down to the very end.




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Comments from YouTube:

Lonewolf

Classic hip hop.

Shen Agüeybaná II

The non swearing version sounds iller.

DJ DE4TH

if you dont like swearing maybe should listen to taylor swift instead

DJ DE4TH

nah

VILEseason

seen

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