Hustle Tone - DJ Shizzy

Warrior filled with metal gears Walking the size of a metal gear Refer to me as Raiden Feel the wrath of my blade And view my metal gear Slick as a gray fox With the telekinetic ability Of a psycho mantis With the moves of an ocelot I'mma show the whole world What my plan is In a metal gear rex Or a metal gear ray Launching a rocket Predicting your moves Plug into a whole new socket Why? Cause I'm watching I'll sever your arms While reading the data On your memory card You're never as hard I'm solid like Pliskin When rhyming my mission Snipe from the distance A lyrical depiction of greatness A son of liberty with Guns of the Patriots On a substance where I need water Or I'll trip out and won't be a peace walker King Cobra, Snake Eater When I start rising I'll blaze speakers 'Till the day that 6 is a massive name Making rappers go ghost Bringing phantoms pain A master swordsman that you can't handle Solid Shizzy with liquid Dan Bull You spit sick gamble lose your profits You'll be crying wolf with no way to stop it I'm a big boss turning artists purple Bringing all the sorrow best call the colonel Raw for sure, yo You ain't on my level Hence why I posses your woman like Meryl Never gonna settle I'm never gonna be suffering Waving a finger right at the government Weapons at the ready from my head to my socks Like Snake's trademark I'll put you in a box Sneaking around, not a peep or a sound From my feet on the ground, but if people have found Me then I down these with a leap and a bound Then leave like a thief in a crowd I'm the lead lethal elite Look at me, can you see the physique? Sweet I need it for griefing and breaching the peace When I'm breaching a keep, but I keep it discrete You will see what I mean when I creep knee-deep In the evil and leave with not even a squeak To me, people seem inane And when they see my name it doesn't mean the same thing Me? I've got the meanest aim, think I was a Green Beret, I never squeeze and pray You better leave in haste, believe you may Never see the day or breath again (A snake in the grass I lay awake in your path And they are making a massive Mistake if they ask if I've faith in the task - their face I'm taking it fast, and breaking It past the point their next Of kin could name it from snaps) You're not up to the skilled task Your style's like me, it gets old real fast Genetically modified, what a guy So I often wonder why I have only got one eye I'm a clone, so I'm not alone Grown in a test tube, I'm the best dude that I know I'm a son of Big Boss, but I don't give a toss Because I'm a bigger boss, pick a sod and flip them off I'm a raw dude, cutting all through you waves Like the blade of a sawtooth through a raw fruit But call me Snake Plissken and you're risking A major plagiaristic lawsuit