Fire in the Booth by Tenchoo Lyrics
[Verse]
Here to bring you the panorama, that moment of classic drama
Been practising in the room around dimly-lit candle arbors
Prepared; you better be wearing your padded armour
And arm yourself with an [?]
I'm that tyrannical shadow caster
Who be getting his point across like a Roman bow and arrow archer
Burning ya into ashes after I shoot ya with a Super Soaker fully-loaded with volcanic lava
The way I hit the scene was mad
People say it was the re-enactment of the Pearl Harbor sneak attack
Wherever you see me at
I use the blood of MCs I smashed to paint walls with my graffiti tag
My seamless magnanimous raps slangs a hazardous tact to collect and attract fans
I'm a madman with an attitude, not in a happy mood
It's hard to be when every [faggot] wants to battle you
Get absolutely mangled, with the attitude of vandals I'll have your attributes dismantled
And batter you with anvils
Pulling off a roadhouse with a ball and chain shackled to my ankle
Yo, I rip it from beginning to end
I'm a rigid pillar with unlimited physical strength
I write rhymes with calligraphy pens in a sinister den
Positioned within a perimeter fence
Even the illest avengers won't approach the entrance
I swing 'em in circles holding both their tendons
And lose control and overload with tension
And hold the whole momentum of a locomotive engine
While you remain puzzled, my brain muscles mutate like the smart materials on a space shuttle
There's no way you can evade trouble
You need a terrain shovel to excavate an escape tunnel
As I ravage through inhabited lands
I've shattered my hands damaging these battling champs
Eff the cash stashed in your [?] national bank
I tactically plan to snatch your fanatical fans
And crush anyone who likes you like trampling ants
Submerged corpse remains in North African sands
You're an overdramatic flash in the pan
I'm shattering stanzas superior to the average man
You lack raps; your caliber is of amateur rank
You better vacate the place, fire catamaran
Cos these cats don't know how savage I am
I land a battering ram directly on your hypothalamus gland
Man, I'm the cat that you had to give thanks
For snatching your [ommitted] grams of sets and halogen lamps
Then I leave your team vanishing like Alakazam
And react with a bang like a flammable parofen can, blud!
I was rhyming time ago, so in a nanosecond
I evolve from from my normal mind into cypher mode
The hyper Dynamo, spitting 'til the mic explodes and emits radioactive isotopes
You're a complete joker, spitting raps wack enough to put an insomniac into a deep coma
So if I see a freeloading weed vulture
I sweep him clean over in front of a steamroller
Now check my mistakes, that's an eye test for vision
My stomach jabs collapses whole digestive systems
Listen, I make the deck roll and shake like a Level 7 tremor on a tectonic plate
This is my best job to date, straight effort [?]
I slam heads in electronic gates
Deranged animator, manic assassinator of gladiatorial alligators, I'll be the dragon slayer
Know where the title belongs, none can rival the don
As I hold up the cypher with a hydrogen bomb
I'm undeniably strong, waiting for that guy in the wrong to use a hadouken fireball on
And I'ma cause a gory scene, suppressing your morbid screams
And jacking your neck with Thorazine
I was born to haunt your dreams, a more re-inforced war machine, anthropomorphic immortal being
Out of South England... while you all spout writtens
I lay freestyles to make the crowd listen
Found killing a profound rhythm of a human heart beating, wired up to a sound system
I'm outliving humankind, sending psychologists on a wild goose chase when I lose my mind
Blow your entire earth away
My idea of fun is an indoor firework display
Dare you gimme air like scuba tanks
With [?] hands, I've become the undisputed champ
I even fought the force of Superman and severed his head using the crescent moon as a boomerang
See who I am? The show performer, the vocal slaughter, the one conjuring the ghostly aura
I be the only author who survived vampire bites to toxicate in my vains with holy water
One of the illest, supplying you the proof, here on 1Xtra Fire in the Booth
I execute what you require me to do and I'll be up on 1Xtra Fire in the Booth
Tell ya straight, no lying to the youts
I'm one to come clever providing you the truth
Not many are much better, it's time I think you knew about T on 1Xtra Fire in the Booth
Here to bring you the panorama, that moment of classic drama
Been practising in the room around dimly-lit candle arbors
Prepared; you better be wearing your padded armour
And arm yourself with an [?]
I'm that tyrannical shadow caster
Who be getting his point across like a Roman bow and arrow archer
Burning ya into ashes after I shoot ya with a Super Soaker fully-loaded with volcanic lava
The way I hit the scene was mad
People say it was the re-enactment of the Pearl Harbor sneak attack
Wherever you see me at
I use the blood of MCs I smashed to paint walls with my graffiti tag
My seamless magnanimous raps slangs a hazardous tact to collect and attract fans
I'm a madman with an attitude, not in a happy mood
It's hard to be when every [faggot] wants to battle you
Get absolutely mangled, with the attitude of vandals I'll have your attributes dismantled
And batter you with anvils
Pulling off a roadhouse with a ball and chain shackled to my ankle
Yo, I rip it from beginning to end
I'm a rigid pillar with unlimited physical strength
I write rhymes with calligraphy pens in a sinister den
Positioned within a perimeter fence
Even the illest avengers won't approach the entrance
I swing 'em in circles holding both their tendons
And lose control and overload with tension
And hold the whole momentum of a locomotive engine
While you remain puzzled, my brain muscles mutate like the smart materials on a space shuttle
There's no way you can evade trouble
You need a terrain shovel to excavate an escape tunnel
As I ravage through inhabited lands
I've shattered my hands damaging these battling champs
Eff the cash stashed in your [?] national bank
I tactically plan to snatch your fanatical fans
And crush anyone who likes you like trampling ants
Submerged corpse remains in North African sands
You're an overdramatic flash in the pan
I'm shattering stanzas superior to the average man
You lack raps; your caliber is of amateur rank
You better vacate the place, fire catamaran
Cos these cats don't know how savage I am
I land a battering ram directly on your hypothalamus gland
Man, I'm the cat that you had to give thanks
For snatching your [ommitted] grams of sets and halogen lamps
Then I leave your team vanishing like Alakazam
And react with a bang like a flammable parofen can, blud!
I was rhyming time ago, so in a nanosecond
I evolve from from my normal mind into cypher mode
The hyper Dynamo, spitting 'til the mic explodes and emits radioactive isotopes
You're a complete joker, spitting raps wack enough to put an insomniac into a deep coma
So if I see a freeloading weed vulture
I sweep him clean over in front of a steamroller
Now check my mistakes, that's an eye test for vision
My stomach jabs collapses whole digestive systems
Listen, I make the deck roll and shake like a Level 7 tremor on a tectonic plate
This is my best job to date, straight effort [?]
I slam heads in electronic gates
Deranged animator, manic assassinator of gladiatorial alligators, I'll be the dragon slayer
Know where the title belongs, none can rival the don
As I hold up the cypher with a hydrogen bomb
I'm undeniably strong, waiting for that guy in the wrong to use a hadouken fireball on
And I'ma cause a gory scene, suppressing your morbid screams
And jacking your neck with Thorazine
I was born to haunt your dreams, a more re-inforced war machine, anthropomorphic immortal being
Out of South England... while you all spout writtens
I lay freestyles to make the crowd listen
Found killing a profound rhythm of a human heart beating, wired up to a sound system
I'm outliving humankind, sending psychologists on a wild goose chase when I lose my mind
Blow your entire earth away
My idea of fun is an indoor firework display
Dare you gimme air like scuba tanks
With [?] hands, I've become the undisputed champ
I even fought the force of Superman and severed his head using the crescent moon as a boomerang
See who I am? The show performer, the vocal slaughter, the one conjuring the ghostly aura
I be the only author who survived vampire bites to toxicate in my vains with holy water
One of the illest, supplying you the proof, here on 1Xtra Fire in the Booth
I execute what you require me to do and I'll be up on 1Xtra Fire in the Booth
Tell ya straight, no lying to the youts
I'm one to come clever providing you the truth
Not many are much better, it's time I think you knew about T on 1Xtra Fire in the Booth