Slayed

Artysta: Overseer

Wyswietleń: 9




I declare war on stupidity
We``re dropping beats and a lyrical fluidity
An attack with pace and ferocity
Built on bass and velocity
I``m taking you and your crew on a mission
We``re cutting rhymes with digital precision
Your music``s messed-up, old, outta shape and fat
So rewind, punch me in and lay it down to DAT

I declare war on the fakers
The piss-takers and the sucker money-makers
I reflect and elect to reject
Well, what the fuck did you expect
I``m hyped and I``m psyched
And I was put here to wreck the mic so
I grab a fistful of plastic
Not the real deal
No steel but it feels fantastic

We``ll bring the house down
We got the stack up, the beats are backed-up
We``ll bring the house down
Big boombastic beats are getting busy

(repeat)

War on them all and all that they stand for
So step back ``cos I``m a fucking handful
Tearing up the beats that we rocked on
And if you look into my eyes I``m getting locked-on
Now you see I``m stoked-up
You think I``m coked up
But you know I``m fired up
Not because I``m wired up
You see we``re spreading ryhmes like a virus
But I``m just playing with the rythms that reside inside us

We``ll bring the house down
We got the stack up, the beats are backed-up
We``ll bring the house down
Big boombastic beats are getting busy



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