Smut Peddlers – One By One * lyrics

Originally* on eastern conference all-stars lp "i

shapeshift" [mr Eon]. [mr

Eon]. I
shapeshift to a spliff Light
myself up Ignite
the mic and felt up Your
butter s t**get melt up Your
mic is falling on needs, to be helped up Snatch
your rap belt up Blaze
the tron eon, the phenom I'm
on par with rap czars Fascist
dictators D
k**starbuck and I'm playin space invaders Standin
so close made, you liable Turn
your rap bible to the false idols I
been bringin doom to the groom Snatchin
up the bridal I'll
hoch paragraphs invest, in ebola F
k**you up like pop rocks and coco-cola Tryin
to be cute like mun chi chi Really
catch a nut from munchin on deez Hundreds
please honey, don't make a peep In
2g it's only our word that we keep [Chorus

]:You
in the wrong place You
in the wrong time You
with the wrong someone Smut
peddlers false, poets get done One
by one by, one by one You
in the wrong place You
in the wrong time You
with the wrong someone Smuth
peddlers false, poets get done "every
morning every, evening" [mr

Eon]. You
in the wrong place Seen
the stupid look on your face Get
done/dunn like warrick but, never even saw it Yo
cage show em how you go Inject
the raw s t**mc's, gonna forfeit [cage]

I
was thrown in this lifeform wit basic essentials Like
screamin over other cats' rhymes like they instrumentals Sacrifice
mics in, front of my following You
s t**your insides out and go barefoot wallowing Swallowing
woodern, crosses I'm, nauseous Fourth
the pale horses insect, lynches dental, flosses Don't
practice witchcraft I, got a craft which s s***My
name stand between mc's lips like c s***Threw
you off the roof cuz you thought your a was** fly Till
I bungeed off the top and stuck needles in your third eye Wild
s t**like this comes from boredom in my forehead My
cousin in serbia said there's more dead And
there's even more dead livin upstate Middletown
new york where young girls and dogs procreate Call
your local agent up for a fix If
you outta cake i'll, take duct-taped up playmates Chorus

[cage]

When
the weakest of the foodchain steps it up You
might come complete with a lot of bullshit Witness
legendary tales as opposed to clones They
like microscopic versions of indiana jones Lost
?? temple, of doom the chorus Goin
out like the last crusade against the source You
know my name like the blonde flame tryin clone it What
opponents Those? are kids I spit on last year Still
soaking [mr

Eon]. Think
about the battle before you start em You'd
be better off with a john rocker jersey up in harlem Shitted
on the tidybowl man left, his boat Left
him fuckin drownin in the trek that I quote I
turn your tranquil land into a savage garden Eon
run through new york like curtis martin The
s t**talker the, spittin litterbug I'm
watchin you little children like a babysitter does Chorus

Cut

*and scratched "one* by one" 4x