Drastic Measures (Microphone Autopsy) lyrics

[Intro]
"What am I, a mirage?"
"What?"
"What? Where's my f*cking drink? I asked you for a drink."
"You wanted a drink?"
"I just asked you for a f*ckin' drink."
"No, I thought, I thought you said that you were alright, Spider,"
"No no no no no no no no. What do you got me on, a f*ckin' pay-no-mind list, kid?"

"To attack without knowing the enemy's strength is foolish. After being warned, to still attack is stupid. People who are that stupid just don't deserve to live. But strangely though, one does find people who are that stupid."

[Verse 1: Ill Greed]
Where the f*ck you stay at? Habitats and territories [?]
Back the f*ck up off me, drink some coffee
Particularly decaffeinated, ICP is overrated
And hated for the false identity created
You ain't equal, [?] people
Evel Knievel [?]
Deep sea divers, where's that 5, I spotted you backstage
With the seven-digit pain
12 gauge explosion, mice get hot like scolded
While the fairy tales unfolded
You pop a glass bottle, we ahold of you
Drinkin' Absolut — in the corner room
So subscribe to the Tribe
Push the bop in your life sharp as a knife
Daybreak to daylight, I know I feed you
On Woodward Avenue, stumblin' over verses, so I have to
Like frozen fruits supposed to do, I [?] you
So I roller-coastered you
[Interlude]
"Seems to me that you're quite confident you can beat me. You don't scare me, let's get to the point!"
1, 1, test, 1
1, 2
1...
1... f*ck it maaan

[Verse 2: Scrap]
Your image got cremated, you ain't get off
Like plan paper, that's preparated
I created this statement and called you out when you changing my style
I stay back like a car crash
In debt 'cause of my beer tab
I prefer to kill you slowly like a fly trap when you try to rap
Scrap's fantastic, kids run out of sight all frantic
Abandon ship like Titanic, man we on two different planets
I pollute your airspace, run you like a police chase
You fake by the expression on your face
Bite so much they named you after toothpaste

[Verse 3: Eminem]
Yo I'm two-faced, and bugged the f*ck out like Mr. Furley
So when I swing a fist of fury y'all can kiss the jewelry
Scrap, back the f*ck up, we missed the brewery
Hurry, I'm tryin to pick up Cage's sister early (It's 8 o'clock)
Me and Greed smoke weed and OD
We're so keyed there's no need to stop the nosebleed
I need a casket, I killed some conceited bast*rd
And beat his ass with a bat wrapped in a sheet of acid
I'm pre-disaster, I f*ck sh*t up before it happens
Like blown engines of airplanes with snorin' captains
Your style's monotonous, like a borin' job gets
I come to the battle and beat you with foreign objects
I'm dumber than Oklahoma ignorin' bomb threats
I'm dumber than trying to start a war with 'nam vets
My metaphors are like a set of jaws
I get applause, cause people would rather hear mine instead of yours
Still on the run from stabbing a b*tch in the side
So I'm hitchin' this ride with the motherf*ckin' Indigenous Tribe
[Interlude]
"We can rebuild him." Hold up, man
"We have the technology."
"We can make him better than he was."
"Better. Stronger."

[Verse 4: Reco]
Yo, no matter if it's now, no matter if it's later
Busboy slash waiter servin' all you perpetrators
I cater, nutritional raps [?]
Or turn it on your table and cross it to your face?
On a caper, blastin' off on space invaders
Underestimated kids from the lakes that are greater
[?] your pocketbooks and let's make a wager
I bet you the driver get you vibin' like a pager
Colossal quiz and digital innovator
Call me wack, you must be smokin' crack with this [?]
Playa hater slayer, on the rise like escalators
High on vapors, a mass in the gas chamber
Half-past danger, my God, the Creator
Got symptoms of a savior mixed with bad behavior
The prime factor, dominate denominators
Numeral, with equivalent: one, with no remainder

[Verse 5: Heeter]
Drastic Measures, Slim Shady and Tribe together
You still [?] for panic buttons? We pullin' levers
Causin' tremors, I'm runnin' sh*t like Dorsey Levens
These seven MCs attack from here to Mount Clemens
The menace, crème de la crème screamin' "f*ck them!"
Heeter versus ten men, swallow up your pimpin'
We stepped in, depression set in, my plans on set trains
Pretend to be my friend? Send them toys back to the playpen
Say when, I'm crooked like the di*k on Mr. Clinton
Surrounded by the five lakes, representin' the Mitten
I'm stompin' when it's snowin', theories beyond the low-end
These diabolical [?] promise to get you goin'
When I write, it's zip tight, limelight like [?]
Chokin' on broken mics after I jam up down your windpipe
[Verse 6: Yosh 1]
Glass shield shatters, like shrapnel, they scatterin'
Unravelin' the tape from your mouth, splurge splatterin'
The saw beats, the [?] gettin' down to the mad break
If I shrink, rap way before the expiration date
2-8-9-8, my arrivin' is late
'Cause someone see me on the way with all this ominous frame
No mistake, imposter with the photos
[?], suffer sleep deprivation since I OD'd on No-Doz
Yosh 1, hundred crusher like a german fat
Ridin' on this wave, roll right and tight on the track

[Verse 7: Q]
At the gate, '98, held back like the brakes on the MPV
3-1-3 is to cop for access, the home of Tompkins and Teflon vest
Place where we rest, nest of guessing games that get you touched
Burn the clutch and hit the fifth
Sleep all day 'cause I rhyme the night shift
Call Q "AK" when I shoot the gift
Lyrical vessels set to drift on sounds
You underground, you ain't see the sole survivor searchlight
Fake kids claimin' they put in work (Riiight...)
Lyrics wack like a joint that's rolled tight, toke light
Indigenous and Slim Shady, as the dark is in the light