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1. Virtuoso, rapper and hip-hopper from USA
2. Virtuoso, operatic pop vocal group from Finland
1. Virtuoso has been in the game since 1998 solidifying his reputation as a groundbreaking vocalist and a true renaissance man. He founded his own record label, Big Bang Records and is hard at work finishing his new album, WW3:The Final Conflict. But all this didn't happen overnight, he has exhibited supreme dedication to living his dreams and despite resistance at every turn, Virutoso is rounding the corner and is poised to explode.
Born just outside of Boston, Massachusetts, Virtuoso was blessed with a strong heritage in the realm of thought & sound. Virtually growing up in recording studios, he regularly accompanied his father on the job as a top studio electronics specialist in MA in the early 1980's. His early exposure to the Boston music scene had him hanging around Rock&Roll legends like Aerosmith, Boston & the Cars and prepared him for what would soon become a career path of his own.
In addition to his musical aspirations, young Virt was also a workhorse on the pitchers mound. He was a starting pitcher on the Cambridge Rindge& Latin Varsity team from his freshman year on, and by all accounts he had the stuff to make the big leagues. But apparently his destiny laid elsewhere because a tragic line drive struck his collarbone on the mound. Never one to go down easy Virt still picked up the ball and threw the batter out before the pain hit and he hit the ground. During the difficult recovery period Virt returned to his childhood passion of music with a vengeance, and a year later he was devastating street corner cyphers and rocking any stage he could get his feet on. After hearing a particularly vicious tounge lashing by Virt of some local MC's on the corner of Mass Ave, Fakts One invited Virt to appear on his legendary "True School Thursdays" radio show. After he rocked it the phones lit up and Virt started connecting the dots, soon pairing with Madsol Desar for the now classic "Omnipotence".
By age 17, Virtuoso was making his own vinyl records, appearing on international releases and touring across the globe. Virtuosos fiery, intellectual battle raps and honest, cutting-edge social commentary quickly caught the attention of the international underground hip-hop community. With a deep, powerful voice and assorted, dexterous flows, he debuted on wax in 1998 and was immediately recognized as a force to be reckoned with on the exploding Boston hip-hop scene.
After whetting appetites with devastating off the head freestyles and a string of show-stealing guest appearances, Virtuoso released his first single, "Incinerator," b/w Orions Belt, featuring Mr. Lif and Esoteric. After dropping two more 12" he released his self-distributed debut album, "WW1: The Voice of Reason" acclaimed by fans and critics alike for its lyrical prowess and diverse soundscape. He followed up this succesfull debut with the Molemen produced 12" "God of Thunder" and appeared on many notable releases in the international music scene.
Virtuoso has performed extensively in the United States, opening for such popular acts as A Tribe Called Quest, Busta Rhymes, The Beatnuts, Eminem, Rakim, Bravehearts, Black Moon, Wu-Tang Clan, Deltron 3030 & M.O.P. He has toured Europe four times, including two stints with Oakland lyrical legends, Hieroglyphics. He has also collaborated on record with such musical luminaries as Del tha Funkee Homosapien, Casual, Jaz-O, Tatiana Ali, Bahamadia, Mr.Lif, Akrobatik, Jedi Mind Tricks, 7L & Esoteric, Torch and DJ Vadim. His trail-blazing lyrical genius, packaged in a unique blend of hard-edged hip-hop containing elements of rock, funk and dramatic orchestra has garnered significant notice. Virt has been featured in magazines such as URB, XXL, Mass Appeal and Insomniac and was awarded a Boston Music Award in 2002 for Outstanding Hip-Hop act. His dazzling freestyle skills also earned him an appearance on CBSs The Carson Daly Show and resulted in a final-four finish in the HBO Blaze magazine MC Battle.
Staying true to the ferocious energy that gained him recognition, he came back with a vengeance for his RYKO distributed sophmore LP, "WW2: Evolution of the Torturer." Released in an election year, his former label Omnipotent Records partnered with the maverick NYC imprint Raptivism Records to unleash his fury. The album provides some of the most radical content in recent memory, including the controversial lead single Farenheit 9/11 b/w "Military Intelligence f/Akrobatik" that plays like a hip-hop soundtrack for the war in Iraq & Afghanistan. Now in 2006 Virtuoso is on fire, releasing his explosive new mix CD "Big Bangers" on his newly founded Big Bang Records, and getting ready to start a tour in support of his upcoming 2006 LP "The Final Conflict".
2. Virtuoso is a Finnish operatic pop vocal group - Finnish version of “Il Divo”. They have released 3 albums: “Virtuoso” (2005), “Suuren meren suolaa” (transl. “Salt of the big sea”) (2006) and “Yö enkelten - Kauneimmat joululaulut” (transl. “Night of angels - The most beautiful Christmas songs”) (2007). Group members are: Roope Pelo (tenor), Juhana Suninen (tenor), Jouko Uusipaasto (baritone, contratenor) and Riku Pelo (baritone). Webpages in Finnish: www.virtuoso.fi
Man of the Hour
Virtuoso Lyrics
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than to kill the inferior with corrosive chemicals
the virtuos locust internally tearing ya with explosives
whole infirmaries scared of ya cause your throatless
my inerno be searing ya till it's hopeless
I'll incinerate you in my crematory
innovator what I breathe is gory, disinegrate ya no need for stories
for the police, my flow heat leave no evidence
to the savage thing, that the battle king
does when I stab and swing, slice jupiter, slash saturns rings
splinter venus, then leave the man in the moon
wounded in operating rooms being fed by intravenus
seen as off the radar, my dark laser
will drop eight stars, and chop holes through quasars
a powerhouse, brute force like rouge elephants
runaway rhinocerous, cut out they asophagus
ask most I'm half ghost the last rebel
smash metal like cinderblocks tied to gas pedals
sjull spit a full clip chest left holy like a pulpit
head and neck snapped like a bullwhip
mind is an elaborate, hazardous labyrinth
filled with ravenous, savages the flow hazarous
like rapids with white water to fights slaughter
I might order executions, slice quarters with mic cords for retribution
I"ll leave your life torn in destitution
we need a resolution, your death is the best solution
my evolution break down your institutional practice
fascists want my name on the blacklist
earths axis, cracked with so much force
when I was born it was torn from the back of Atlas
I smash this track with mjolner
born chief viking soldier, zero Celsius blood, life is colder
like a polar cap in nova scotia
souls are at rest, as you digest a whole gallon of amonia
born stoner mom's smoked lie at my birth
fell from heaven and was raised as a child of the earth
reverse the first curse of the final conflict
go beyond which famous landmarks osam hit
kids armed with glocks, conference talks lead to concerts
of nuclear weapons for years to this fate we've been destined
food for thought too hot for ingestion
spit wrecking every intestine in your mid-section
blaze and scathe your place of residence
no trace of evidence
steal a briefcase from the president
lace residents, of every race with letters sent
revealing plots and plans of which every man should be hesitant
angel of doom, carve his name in the moon
stop his wife from reproducing when I mangle her womb
let the anger consume, my mind hang your platoon
for sport I leave your corpse laying strangled in tombs
I'm burying neandrethal man, stab up a mastodon
ask saddam who blast the bombs, they run this like decathalons
the masters calm like Gandhi but they got me
cocky, want to see Virt convert to a nazi?
pay the holocaust, it's too late to call it off
I throw flows that burn foes like molotov
I burst on the scene, my words are machines
to murder your team, you want dope? I'm serving the fiends
with blood curdling screams, as your team stretch on the rack
chest has been cracked, no cartilage is left in your back
I'm letting you rap, don't take the fact for granted
it's like my biggest fan is trying ta manage a plan which will do me damage
your man's fam is, laid bare like damn pandas
if they can't stand us, I make they back slam canvas
crush! original bum rush ya' lose
we hard granite, the fucking best on the planet
shine for light years, steaming hot like the amazon
in your nightmares but disappear when the cameras on
a vampire, there's no captured image
raps smash your gimmicks till that ass is finished
boxing with walkmans slap dats
contact fists with compact discs while vinyl scratches like a bitch
violent sprays, leave my opponents in states of silent praise
trapped inside the tyrants maze, fire will fry ya' in my iron cage
my violent lions have been enraged
by violins and sirens that thunder from center stage
slicing throats, every full moon like a lycanthrope
life is cloaked in darkness, watch us knife the pope
or any other faggot catholic bastard
caught raping children kill them and gas the casket
and throw a match lit, till it burns to ashes
and place the remains in a urn and smash it
I'm the massive, volcanic eruption that happens
when comets are thrusting through the earths crust in-
to its core for internal combustion
imagine if you heard a discussion, between Stephen Hawking
and Aristotle talking, while comparing models of the universe
that's what it's like to follow when I use a verse
the insight in my mind, is the height of design
my rhymes Frank Lloyd Wright in his prime
so light up a dime
and put it high in the sky, till it looks like the air is filled with fire-flies
I, spark cheebas in the dark fiendish
bury your crew under the ocean so only the sharks seen us
my heartbeat is, in perfect synchronicity
with whatever machine is circulating electricity
skill breach ethnicity, will beat ya' physically
till ya' see god, that's a religious epiphany
so it's no mystery, why we flow so sadistically
pain twisted me, inside the rain of it's misery
linguistically my, cancerous shower
cause a transfer of power, I'm the man of the hour
how I keep time make clocks stop to watch
leave time a verse behind everytime I rock the spot
I'm the curse, two dead lee like Brandon and Bruce
MC's kick a verse, then I hand them a noose
cause either way, once you run out of breath, it's certain death
believe what I say, what my lungs hold will burst your chest
if knowledge is power then I'm the mental dictator
my pen will rip major arteries, who want to part of me?!
hail to the great, I hammer nails in your face
barbarian ape, I make the sound barrier break
carry my tape my voice travel on nuclear transportation
any rapper riding my style becomes a chronic cancer patient
my corrugated sabre blade is sharp as razors
all invaders of my dark chambers hearts are in danger
I throw a coat hanger down your throat hang you heartless
stiff as starch is, in a state of catharisis
fiberglass frames cry plastic mucus splinters
as your crimson blood spills in the massachusetts winter
throwing your staff in glowing baths of petroleum gas
photos I flash blow you in half and now your smoldering ash
the essence of eloquence, I'm dominant, no resistance for a pittance
I'll stop your portion of our co-existence
I strike the paltry, the holy taliban and papacy
your ballsy, my blade leave you spade for trying to rap with me
slash vas deferens in half past impotence
cowards are incompetent my powers are Omnipotent!
The lyrics to Virtuoso's song "Man of the Hour" depict a rapper who is supremely confident in his abilities and believes himself to be the most powerful and skilled artist in the game. He sees those in power as corrupt and willing to use any means necessary to maintain their position, even if it means killing the inferior with corrosive chemicals. He chooses to use his words and his flow as a weapon, tearing down his opponents with explosive lyrics and incinerating them in his "crematory."
The artist views himself as an innovator, a virtuoso in his field, and his mind is depicted as an elaborate and hazardous labyrinth filled with savagery and danger. He boasts that his flow is like rapids with white water, and he will order executions and slice his opponents with mic cords for retribution. He sees himself as a force to be reckoned with, an angel of doom that will carve his name in the moon and mangle his opponents' wombs. The lyrics are intense and violent, depicting an artist who sees himself as a warrior and views his music as a destructive force that will leave his opponents laying strangled in tombs.
Line by Line Meaning
I've noticed those in power have no alterior motive
I have observed that those in positions of power do not have any hidden agendas
than to kill the inferior with corrosive chemicals
but rather their goal is to eliminate those they perceive as inferior using harmful substances
the virtuos locust internally tearing ya with explosives
These skilled individuals relentlessly destroy you from within, using explosive methods
whole infirmaries scared of ya cause your throatless
Even entire medical facilities are afraid of you because you lack a voice
my inerno be searing ya till it's hopeless
My intense heat will burn you until there is no hope left
I'll incinerate you in my crematory
I will completely burn you in the crematorium I control
innovator what I breathe is gory, disinegrate ya no need for stories
Being an innovator, I breathe in a gruesome atmosphere, disintegrating you without the need for any explanations
for the police, my flow heat leave no evidence
Even the police cannot find any evidence due to the intense heat in my flow
no sediment I burn books, there's no testament
I burn books without leaving any evidence or trace, leaving no record or testament behind
to the savage thing, that the battle king does when I stab and swing
I engage in brutal acts as the ruler of battles, stabbing and swinging with deadly force
slice jupiter, slash saturns rings, splinter venus, then leave the man in the moon
I cut through Jupiter, slash Saturn's rings, shatter Venus, and leave the man in the moon defeated
wounded in operating rooms being fed by intravenus
The man in the moon is injured and requires medical treatment in operating rooms, being fed intravenously
seen as off the radar, my dark laser
People perceive me as invisible or unknown, but in reality, I possess a destructive dark laser
will drop eight stars, and chop holes through quasars
I am capable of causing celestial destruction by making eight stars fall and cutting holes through quasars
a powerhouse, brute force like rouge elephants
I am a force to be reckoned with, possessing immense strength like rampaging elephants
runaway rhinocerous, cut out they asophagus
I am like an uncontrollable rhinoceros and will cut out their throats
ask most I'm half ghost the last rebel
If you ask others, they will tell you that I am a semi-ghostly figure, the ultimate rebel
smash metal like cinderblocks tied to gas pedals
I destroy metal objects with the same force as cinderblocks strapped to gas pedals
sjull spit a full clip chest left holy like a pulpit
I unload a full magazine, leaving your chest full of holes, resembling a holy pulpit
head and neck snapped like a bullwhip
I violently snap your head and neck as if I were cracking a bullwhip
mind is an elaborate, hazardous labyrinth
My mind is a complex and dangerous maze
filled with ravenous, savages the flow hazarous
It is occupied by fierce and hungry individuals, and my flow is hazardous
like rapids with white water to fights slaughter
My flow is like violent rapids in which fights end in slaughter
I might order executions, slice quarters with mic cords for retribution
I am capable of ordering executions and seeking revenge by slicing people into quarters using microphone cords
I'll leave your life torn in destitution
I will leave your life in ruins and complete despair
we need a resolution, your death is the best solution
A resolution is necessary, and your death is the most fitting solution
my evolution break down your institutional practice
My progress will dismantle and disrupt your established practices
fascists want my name on the blacklist
Authoritarian leaders want to include my name in the list of people to be targeted
earths axis, cracked with so much force
I crack the Earth's axis with tremendous force
when I was born it was torn from the back of Atlas
My birth coincided with the tearing of the Earth's axis from the back of Atlas
I smash this track with mjolner
I powerfully destroy this track using Mjölnir, the hammer of Thor
born chief viking soldier, zero Celsius blood, life is colder
I am a natural leader, born as a Viking warrior, with a cold demeanor akin to zero degrees Celsius blood
like a polar cap in nova scotia
I am as cold as a polar cap in Nova Scotia
souls are at rest, as you digest a whole gallon of amonia
As you consume a large amount of ammonia, souls are finding peace
born stoner mom's smoked lie at my birth
My mother, who was an avid marijuana user, was under the influence when I was born
fell from heaven and was raised as a child of the earth
I metaphorically descended from heaven and grew up as a child of the earth
reverse the first curse of the final conflict
I will undo the initial curse of the ultimate battle
go beyond which famous landmarks osam hit
I surpass the notoriety of the landmarks that Osama hit
kids armed with glocks, conference talks lead to concerts
Children wielding guns, discussions escalate into violent confrontations
of nuclear weapons for years to this fate we've been destined
We have been destined for years to experience the catastrophic consequences of nuclear weapons
food for thought too hot for ingestion
The ideas I present are too intense and intense to be easily consumed
spit wrecking every intestine in your mid-section
My rap flows cause destruction to every part of your digestive system
blaze and scathe your place of residence
I will set ablaze and severely damage your home
no trace of evidence
There will be no evidence left behind
steal a briefcase from the president
I will successfully steal a briefcase from the President
lace residents, of every race with letters sent
I will send threatening letters to residents of all races
revealing plots and plans of which every man should be hesitant
These letters will expose secret plans and plots that should make every person cautious
angel of doom, carve his name in the moon
I, the bringer of destruction, will etch my name into the moon
stop his wife from reproducing when I mangle her womb
I will prevent his wife from bearing children by causing severe damage to her womb
let the anger consume, my mind hang your platoon
I let my anger dominate, causing the downfall of your entire military unit
for sport I leave your corpse laying strangled in tombs
For my own amusement, I leave your dead body strangled and abandoned in tombs
I'm burying neandrethal man, stab up a mastodon
I am metaphorically burying primitive man and even attacking and killing ancient mammoths
ask saddam who blast the bombs
Ask Saddam Hussein who was responsible for detonating the bombs
they run this like decathalons
They dominate and control the situation, just like winning a decathlon
the masters calm like Gandhi but they got me
These masters appear calm and peaceful like Gandhi, but they have provoked me
cocky, want to see Virt convert to a nazi?
They are arrogant and want to witness Virtuoso transforming into a Nazi
pay the holocaust, it's too late to call it off
They must endure the consequences of their actions, and it is too late to cancel or avoid it
I throw flows that burn foes like molotov
I deliver rap flows that burn and destroy enemies like Molotov cocktails
I burst on the scene, my words are machines
I enter the scene with great force, and my words are powerful and impactful
to murder your team, you want dope? I'm serving the fiends
I am here to annihilate your team, and if you seek quality, I am the one providing it
with blood curdling screams, as your team stretch on the rack
Your team will let out horrifying screams of pain as they are tortured on the rack
chest has been cracked, no cartilage is left in your back
Your chest will be shattered, and you will be left with no cartilage in your back
I'm letting you rap, don't take the fact for granted
I am giving you the opportunity to rap, but do not underestimate the significance of it
it's like my biggest fan is trying ta manage a plan which will do me damage
It feels as if my most devoted fan is attempting to come up with a scheme that will harm me
your man's fam is, laid bare like damn pandas
Your family and friends will be exposed and vulnerable, just like unprotected pandas
if they can't stand us, I make they back slam canvas
If they cannot tolerate or handle us, I will forcefully slam them to the ground
crush! original bum rush ya' lose, we hard granite
I will crush you with an original and overwhelming attack, causing you to lose, and we are as hard as granite
the fucking best on the planet
We are undoubtedly the finest individuals on the entire planet
shine for light years, steaming hot like the amazon
We radiate and shine brilliantly for countless light years, just like the scorching heat of the Amazon
in your nightmares but disappear when the cameras on
We haunt your nightmares, but we vanish when the cameras are trying to capture us
a vampire, there's no captured image
Similar to a vampire, there are no images or recordings of us
raps smash your gimmicks till that ass is finished
My rap lyrics forcefully destroy your fake personas until they are completely eradicated
boxing with walkmans slap dats
I engage in a form of combat where I use Walkmans to physically strike my opponents
contact fists with compact discs while vinyl scratches like a bitch
I strike with my fists that come into contact with compact discs, and the vinyl records make a screeching sound
violent sprays, leave my opponents in states of silent praise
My forceful attacks leave my opponents in awe, unable to respond but filled with admiration
trapped inside the tyrants maze, fire will fry ya' in my iron cage
They are imprisoned within a powerful and oppressive ruler's intricate maze, and they will meet their demise in my unbreakable iron cage
my violent lions have been enraged
My ferocious lions have become furious and highly aggressive
by violins and sirens that thunder from center stage
The passionate sound of violins and powerful sirens echoes from the center stage, fueling their anger
slicing throats, every full moon like a lycanthrope
On every full moon, I engage in throat-slitting, resembling a werewolf
life is cloaked in darkness, watch us knife the pope
Our lives are shrouded in darkness, and we boldly attack even the Pope
or any other faggot catholic bastard
We fearlessly confront any other homosexual Catholic individual, using derogatory language in this case
caught raping children kill them and gas the casket
If caught engaging in child molestation, they should be killed and their caskets should be filled with poison gas
and throw a match lit, till it burns to ashes
Ignite a match and let it burn until everything turns to ashes
and place the remains in a urn and smash it
Collect the remaining ashes and place them in an urn, only to later smash it
I'm the massive, volcanic eruption that happens
I am the massive and destructive volcanic eruption that occurs
when comets are thrusting through the earths crust in-
As comets forcefully penetrate the Earth's crust,
to its core for internal combustion
reaching its core to cause internal combustion
imagine if you heard a discussion, between Stephen Hawking and Aristotle talking
Imagine the intellectual conversation that would arise if you were to hear Stephen Hawking and Aristotle engage in a discussion
while comparing models of the universe
particularly when they compare their respective theories and models of the universe
that's what it's like to follow when I use a verse
That's the level of complexity and depth you experience when you listen to my lyrics
the insight in my mind, is the height of design
The knowledge and understanding in my mind are unparalleled and represent the highest form of creation
my rhymes Frank Lloyd Wright in his prime
My rhymes are comparable to the architectural brilliance of Frank Lloyd Wright during his most successful period
so light up a dime
Therefore, light up a marijuana joint
and put it high in the sky, till it looks like the air is filled with fire-flies
Set it ablaze and elevate it in the sky, creating the illusion of numerous glowing fireflies
I, spark cheebas in the dark fiendish
I ignite marijuana joints in a sneaky and deceitful manner in the darkness
bury your crew under the ocean so only the sharks seen us
I submerge your entire crew under the ocean, ensuring that only the sharks witness our actions
my heartbeat is, in perfect synchronicity
My heartbeat is perfectly synchronized
with whatever machine is circulating electricity
with any machinery that is responsible for generating electricity
skill breach ethnicity, will beat ya' physically
My skills surpass the limitations of ethnicity, and I will defeat you physically
till ya' see god, that's a religious epiphany
I will continue to attack until you experience a religious moment where you encounter God
so it's no mystery, why we flow so sadistically
Therefore, it is not a mystery why we rap with such cruel and violent intensity
pain twisted me, inside the rain of it's misery
I have been shaped and molded by pain, within the constant downpour of its misery
linguistically my, cancerous shower
My words and language form a toxic and destructive shower
cause a transfer of power, I'm the man of the hour
This leads to a shift in power, establishing me as the most important figure at this moment in time
how I keep time make clocks stop to watch
My presence is so captivating that even clocks pause and pay attention
leave time a verse behind everytime I rock the spot
I leave a lasting impact with every performance, leaving a lasting impression on time itself
I'm the curse, two dead lee like Brandon and Bruce
I am the source of negative influence, comparable to the deaths of Brandon and Bruce Lee
MC's kick a verse, then I hand them a noose
Other rappers may attempt to showcase their skills, but I quickly present them with their own demise
cause either way, once you run out of breath, it's certain death
Regardless of the situation, once you stop breathing, death is inevitable
believe what I say, what my lungs hold will burst your chest
Have faith in my words, as the power contained within my lungs will cause your chest to explode
if knowledge is power then I'm the mental dictator
If knowledge equates to power, then I am the one who controls and governs the mental realm
my pen will rip major arteries, who want to part of me?!
My ability to write will tear through significant arteries, making anyone think twice before opposing me
hail to the great, I hammer nails in your face
Pay tribute to the greatness that I possess, as I forcefully hammer nails into your face
barbarian ape, I make the sound barrier break
I am a savage and brutal creature, capable of breaking the sound barrier
carry my tape my voice travel on nuclear transportation
Spread my music, as my voice travels with the same power as nuclear transportation
any rapper riding my style becomes a chronic cancer patient
Any rapper who mimics or rides my style is destined to suffer from a chronic illness like cancer
my corrugated sabre blade is sharp as razors
My serrated sword is incredibly sharp, resembling a razor
all invaders of my dark chambers hearts are in danger
Anyone who dares invade the sinister depths of my mind will find their hearts under imminent threat
I throw a coat hanger down your throat hang you heartless
I forcefully insert a coat hanger down your throat, leaving you lifeless and devoid of a heart
stiff as starch is, in a state of catharisis
Your body becomes rigid, as if it were coated in stiff starch, while in a state of catharsis
fiberglass frames cry plastic mucus splinters
The fiberglass frames shed tears of plastic mucus-like substances, resembling splinters
as your crimson blood spills in the massachusetts winter
Meanwhile, your red blood spills and stains the winter landscape of Massachusetts
throwing your staff in glowing baths of petroleum gas
I forcefully throw your staff into burning pools filled with petroleum gas
photos I flash blow you in half and now your smoldering ash
I take quick photographs, instantly splitting you in half, leaving you as a smoldering pile of ashes
the essence of eloquence, I'm dominant, no resistance for a pittance
I embody the essential qualities of eloquence, overpowering any opposition without any significant effort
I'll stop your portion of our co-existence
I will put an end to your role in our shared existence
I strike the paltry, the holy taliban and papacy
I attack those who are weak and insignificant, including the Holy Taliban and papacy
your ballsy, my blade leave you spade for trying to rap with me
Despite your confidence, my blade will leave you dead for attempting to compete with me in rap
slash vas deferens in half past impotence
I slice your vas deferens, irreversibly leading to impotence
cowards are incompetent my powers are Omnipotent!
Cowards are inadequate and ineffective, whereas my powers are all-encompassing and limitless
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" I burst on the scene, my words are machines
To murder your team, you want dope? I'm serving the fiends
With blood curdling screams, as your team stretch on the rack
Chest has been cracked, no cartilage is left in your back
I'm letting you rap, don't take the fact for granted
It's like my biggest fan is trying ta manage a plan which will do me damage
Your man's fam is, laid bare like damn pandas
If they can't stand us, I make they back slam canvas
Crush! original bum rush ya' lose "
samgames12
the song did something to my brain while studying for my anatomy final in high school. i only studied one night with this song on repeat. pulled an all nighter and got every single question right
NetCr33per88
He'll yea!
Blitherer Masterman
deciphering meticulously composed verbiage unlocks sealed regions of the mind, methinks
AJ AX
virt is the god
no exceptions.
DC Xcoorex *(Dakar Coore)*
👍🤘😎
Emmanuel Ortega
One of the best songs ever made.
Gabriel Stafford
Virt has one of the greatest flows in Underground hip hop. Not just that. His flow beats any given mainstream rapper. His lyricism is also very good and also better than most mainstream artists. His albums deserve more recognition. Man of the Hour sounded like a great 7 minute freestyle.
Guy In A Room
Dax? NLE choppa? NF
houstonh4cker
hardest beats and best flows out there and the fact that he does tracks with deletron 3030 and JMT is just adding to the true bliss of this artist keep the underground real
Alloverdaplace
Damn this was his best song. He needs to bring back this type of stuff