Pharoahe Monch Rape Lyrics

(woman screaming)

I'm obsessed with multiple nude photographs of the beat in my room on the wall
Pondering the verse, fondling my b____
Witness a n____ who will take rap and chase it
Through an occupied dimly lit staircase and rape it
Grab the drums by the waistline (scratches)
I s_____ the kick, kick the snare, and sodomize the bassline
Never waste time, I give the verse rabies
c__ on the chorus, tell the hook to swallow my babies
Maybe I might...switch! Let the witch live
The original plan was to kill the b____ on the bridge
Ditch the body parts off somewhere near the cresendo
When my innuendos elapse...my nezuenno attacks
The instrumental elapses,
perhaps that's the only reason that I spared her life
You could solo my f___in' vocals and I still get trife
Slice the rhythm...disfigure the face of the groove
For any fader that flies or k___s or b___on that moves

Consider this: the loops are similar to c___orises exposed
On your miss is a hole, a vicious cycle of SIN!
That doesn't end til' I stop f___in'
A million emcees and they ain't sayin' nuttin'

Ain't f___in it right, they ain't f___in' it right
They ain't f___in' it right, they ain't f___in' it right
They ain't f___in' it like...ME.

(scratches)

She had the nerve to take the case to court
knowin' I rape for sport
Took the stand cryin' denying her whole involvement, lying
Why would an ex-cop lie in a s__ shop, fly linen down grinnin'
With my coat over my shoulder sittin'
Browsin' p___ography (uhh!),
the stenographer smilin' the whole time
While jotting verbal photography
Her eyes mahogany
I flashed to a photo in my mind of a body bludgeoned with slashed arteries
Pardon me, back to the case, slap in the face
Examinin' the jury similar to cracking a safe
What happens to bass? It was anistic, I would inhale eighths
Sniff that, sat her a__ all over my face and taste it
To hell wit' 1980 remixes, f___ disco
Turned on the 3000, stuck my d___ where the disc go
Yokonaz, ripped the s__y MPC 60, buyin' a ticket to hell
Verbally d___in' the 12 down, sound s___ty
I knew she used to be pretty
Too many impotent emcees in this God forsaken city

Ain't f___in her right, ain't f___in' her right
Ain't f___in' her like...ME.

Consider this: the loops are similar to c___orises exposed
On your miss is a hole, a vicious cycle of SIN!
That doesn't end til' I stop f___in'
A million emcees and they ain't sayin' nuttin'

Ain't f___in it right, they ain't f___in' it right
They ain't f___in' it right, they ain't f___in' it right
They ain't f___in' it right, they ain't f___in' it right
They ain't f___in' it like...ME.