Mr. Voodoo - “Come Off Hard”
[Emcee(s): Mr. Voodoo]
[Producer(s): Charlemagne]
[Hook: Sample]
“Come off hard is the moral of the story” - Sample from Big Daddy Kane - “Somethin’ Funky” (x6)
[Verse 1: Mr. Voodoo]
Rappers
Are hesitant ‘cause, stepping to me, a beatdown is most definite
I got the resonant rhymes putting you in a deficit
Rappers can’t hang, can’t bang, can’t go
The stretch while my mind finds more rhymes with a catch. It’s like
Hocus pocus. Mr. Voodoo is the locusts when I
Aim my scope and fire on who’s in focus. I get you
Open sesame. You’re crazy if you mess with me
I’ll lay you out for testing me. My flow is interwoven with
The physical, the mystical, the artistical, the maniacal
With the science-full. Now that ought to silence you
The last rapper that tried to step to me got fried, and, when he died
I was there, waiting for him on the other side
Just to bring him back to life but make his life rife with strife
Then take his life again. Now ain’t that trife?
How I can give niggas more runs than sneakers? Feel free ta
Speak your need, and I’ll feed it through your speaker
In the form of a pun, so run, my son
My daughter. If you ain’t up on it, you ought ta
I slaughter ‘til I’m glorious, victorious
So what you got for me? The moral of the story is:
[Hook: Sample]
“Come off hard is the moral of the story” - Sample from Big Daddy Kane - “Somethin’ Funky” (x8)
[Verse 2: Mr. Voodoo]
I do
Not sing. I’d rather let the pistol sing a tune or two
For you and half your crew while you’re laid up, nursing bullet wounds
Styles get caged and let off like a gauge
The stage gets wrecked by what this sage put on page
‘Cause I put a pen in motion with the notion of
Eliminating static, using lyrical
Tactics. An effective combatant like
Raid, and all you insects get sprayed. I check
The file, pick a different style, switch, then shift, then switch
Back to the first technique to freak the wack
I got the flavorful styles that keep me paid in full
You take me? Save the bull. Mr. Voodoo is unfadeable
I’m from New York. No gang, no yang-yang, no gimmicks
No talking orangutan, strictly funky lyrics
My deafness be effortless. That’s why emcees is sweating this
My influence be showing in your fluency. Why do you think you’re
Fooling me? You play the sidelines, my rhymes your guidelines
Don’t front. You know that I know that you ride mine
Step out of line and get outshined, out-
-foxed, out-rhymed, out-boxed
So say, “Cheerio,” ‘cause what I pump in your stereo
Got rappers more butt that a Luther Campbell video
Girls get flu-hot because I’m cool as the winter
So listen to the skins purr and let the record spin, sir
[Hook: Sample]
“Come off hard is the moral of the story” - Sample from Big Daddy Kane - “Somethin’ Funky” (x8)
[Verse 3: Mr. Voodoo]
I do
Not flow off the top, but, when I flow off, I’ll top
Anyone, no matter what props you got or what you pop, see?
I’ll bust freestyles for three miles and three styles
Watch dead emcees pile ‘cause, when I drop grammar, I
Get paid like Hammer. My afro is bushed-out
I come off even if I... (*Gibberish*)
I use my lungs to bust you like a gun, I’m not
The one. You’ll get freaked, son, when Mr. Voodoo speaks
In tongues: framalama, shamalama, boom shakalak
Diggy boom, sh boom, sh boom, diggy. Now I’m back
Coming through your defense like Shaq. I get
Evil like Damien, blowing spots like Iranians, potent
As uranium. I’ll crack your cranium out the stadium
I go from style or technique to method un-
-affected. I’m only getting better, so let me just
Build on that in this field of rap. Some suckers
Tripping, flipping, sipping slick on the tip, and that’s
Very unoriginal and unnecessary
The vocabulary’s the primary tool. My style
Varies, fool. Ain’t it very scary when I begin?
So send regards to your moms, your pops, your family, your kin
I go the whole the nine yards ‘cause the moral of the story is:
[Hook: Sample]
“Come off hard is the moral of the story” - Sample from Big Daddy Kane - “Somethin’ Funky” (x8)
