Austin Massacre

there are many instances in this song where a sentence is described over two lines. for example, a line ends with "brandon", and the next line begins with "lee". you get the idea, it might be hard to get the flow right of the bat, but trust me it all works out. tell me what you think




give me your best shot, let your punchline drop
and if its heavy enough my composure will pop
like a balloon under fifty-five pounds of rocks
like the sound of a cocked, fully-loaded glock
when its aimed point blank at the surface of your mind
i've decided to refine the design of mankind
so it's less inclined to be blind to the grand grind
i command you to find your your most favorite emcee
and immediately change that beezy to me
cuz you see, i wanna be the center of attention
not to mention i wanna be the center of tension
from emcees on a different dimension than me
their comprehension of me is misread, you see?
in the beginning they're tough, they got some kind of beef
then i drop a couple bombs, and they practically pee
"um, DJ sir, can you wait a sec? i've gotta pee" (IN NASALLY VOICE)
then they run fast as they can for their SUVs
and drive away, hopelessly sobbing "why me?" ( IN A CRYBABY VOICE)


the austin massacre, a one man revolution
the game is in question, i have the solution
so gather round, prepare your ears for me
lyrical excellence to the first degree (X2)


hello girl, i wont say your name on this here track
but how are you doing hun? i want you back
they say the third times the charm, so let me think
lets re-unite, breakup again, then once again re-link
uh-oh, should i have said that, well i did without a blink
because i do what i want, for instance, i'll wear pink
to a wedding with green ink smeared across it and wink
and tell the poor stranger sitting next to me "you stink"
i drink dew, i do the dew with reckless abandon
this soft drink gives me wings, i feel like brandon
lee i read magazines to see where i am standing
in the hip-hop scene, and quite frankly i'm outstanding
i'm expanding my views, broadening my vision
so i dont only rap about twenty-twos and women
i may rap abut swimming in an ocean that is brimming
with sharks fighting each individual one and winning
and emerging, grinning, austin what were you thinking?
i had it won from the first inning, from the beginning
and im not kidding, my vibe is crazy, impeccable
its a spectacle, i've decided to dissect a bull
and surgically replace my body parts with his
so everywhere that i go my enemies are like "sh*t!"
"that guy's a beast, and to top it all off he can spit"
yes, i'm seventeen and i can spit better than men
im like a juiced up camel, armed with a pen

the austin massacre, a one man revolution
the game is in question, i have the solution
so gather round, prepare your ears for me
lyrical excellence to the first degree (X2)

I'm definitely feeling the hook.

Keep grinding!