(No Ratings Yet)The latest E.P. preceding Fliptrix’s new album “Third Eye Of The Storm (pre-order: http://www.high-focus.com) dropped…
VERSE 1:
FLIPTRIX
- So it’s war that they dabble with,
- Act like a man’s flesh,
- Is comparable to mannequins,
- Captured on the front line,
- Savage style having it,
- Cameras might catch a glimpse,
- Best hope it has a glitch,
- Captured on the hard drive,
- Stack it up as evidence,
- That’s why life’s a bitch,
- Big Brother’s tracking it,
- Cap down, hood up,
- It’s simple how to tackle it,
- Bring madness or just handle it,
- It’s up for you to choose,
- Make your move then just stand by it,
- Don’t try abandon ship,
- Fucking sink with it,
- One hand raised to the sky like you’re done with it,
- One minute, fame’s done, now you’re lost in it,
- One foot stuck in the grave while the other kicks dust
- In your face as you duck for the exit,
- In the maze, but there’s no given,
- Mother Nature’s unforgiving,
- Suffocate your lungs or living,
- Dying from the inside out,
- It’s how we’re all existing,
- Forced into the system,
- I pray days change and wage war as an instinct.
- That’s how it is, how it is
- That’s how it is, how it is
CHORUS:
FLIPTRIX
- Yo! It’s war, war, straight to your door,
- Who’s outside with the bally and the sword?
- I think it’s someone they summoned,
- But I ain’t sure,
- ‘Cos I goddamn lost my mind running from the law.
- Yo! It’s war, war, straight to your door,
- Who’s outside with the bally and the sword?
- I think it’s someone they summoned,
- But I ain’t sure,
- ‘Cos I goddamn lost my mind running from the law.
VERSE 2:
FLIPTRIX
- As night falls I’m reminiscing,
- Up late penning wisdom,
- While you find me brainwashed by the television,
- Revel in the inhibition,
- I’m a rebel in the element of terrorism,
- Still here selling visions,
- Read my books if you never care to listen,
- Prepare yourself for the sentence,
- Best written in blood,
- Far from fake like the sight of a silicone bust,
- I fire flames out my mouth,
- See the lyrics combust,
- I’m far from innocent,
- I’m militant,
- Living corrupt,
- Like the sickness that is silica,
- Disfiguring skunk,
- I felt the pain as the glass shards cripple my lungs,
- I spray my life out in fumes,
- By the bittersweet sun,
- Heart beating to the pulse like the skin of a drum,
- Not the type to sell my soul for no six-figure sums,
- Still sit wishing sunrays will come around,
- Some days I’d rather stay unpaid,
- And live my life mundane,
- And wait once a week to an unhappy Monday.
- Fuck that! It ain’t ever going to happen! I’d rather die rapping.
CHORUS:
FLIPTRIX
- Yo! It’s war, war, straight to your door,
- Who’s outside with the bally and the sword?
- I think it’s someone they summoned,
- But I ain’t sure,
- ‘Cos I goddamn lost my mind running from the law.
- Yo! It’s war, war, straight to your door,
- Who’s outside with the bally and the sword?
- I think it’s someone they summoned,
- But I ain’t sure,
- ‘Cos I goddamn lost my mind running from the law.
VERSE 3:
FLIPTRIX
- Yo! It’s war, war, straight to your door,
- Who’s outside with the bally and the sword?
- I think it’s someone they summoned,
- But I ain’t sure,
- ‘Cos I goddamn lost my mind running from the law.
- Yo! It’s war, war, straight to your door,
- Who’s outside with the bally and the sword?
- I think it’s someone they summoned,
- But I ain’t sure,
- ‘Cos I goddamn lost my mind running from the law.
- Yo! It’s war, war, straight to your door,
- Who’s outside with the bally and the sword?
- I think it’s someone they summoned,
- But I ain’t sure,
- ‘Cos I goddamn lost my mind running from the law.
- That’s how it is, how it is,
- Running from the law.
- And I’m still running.
- I ain’t ever gonna stop running bruv.
- Yes! Middle finger up!
- Fuck the feds. One.
- Fliptrix, Mr. Boss.
- Done.
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This joint hot. Thanks for posting UK Hip Hop, man. I’m from Baltimore in the U.S and don’t get to hear dudes like this everyday unfortunately so please keep it up.
Hey man. Thanks for your feedback. It’s appreciated. Glad to be able to help someone find some new Hip Hop. Matter of fact, I’m gonna check out your blog in a minute. Peace (and remember to come back for some fresh UK Rap!)
Word. Of course! I interview Mic Righteous back in October and have been wanting to feature more emcees from the UK. Just not all that easy to find their contacts.
Yeah, well as I’m sure you’ve already worked out, the UK scene is not as developed and certainly not as widespread as the US one. Our (decent) rappers tend to be a bit more “underground” (for lack of a better word) so it can be difficult! Any other artist you come across/get interested in, let me know and I’ll hit you up with some links at the very least!
I’d love to chat with the dude who did the La Haine inspired video. The song was dope.
Well, I can’t hook you up with him directly – I don’t have that sort of reach 🙁 – but here’s a link to his agent’s webpage. You ma have more luck there using the contact tabs at the top of the page. Failing that, you can always Google “Fliptrix – Interview” and there’s a few he’s already done (just so you can read more about the guy). You can always check his record label “High Focus”‘s page (he owns it). It’s linked in the above post. Last idea, if you want to know more about the video itself, the details were fairly complete in the Uploader’s comments below it. Just click the YouTube button at bottom of video above. Hope that at least helps a bit. Sorry for not being able to hook you up directly, and maybe oversimplifying the explanations above!
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Lyrics are not correct, few are different similar sounding things, grab the cd and open the damn book somebody write the real lyrics. respect.
Second verse it’s up late penning wisdom. while you find me brainwashed by the television.
Post updated. Thanks for your feedback. Just for the record, we penned this one before the album came out. Peace.
Posty is suppose to drop my vinyl any day now, if I get a lyric sheet I’ll fill this out. Heavy song!
Going out on a limb on this one, but missing the single word.
I’m far from innocent. I’m militant living corrupt, (like the sickness that is silica. Disfiguring skunk) felt the pain as the glass shards cripple my lungs.
Been known to find silica dust on weed, I’m from Canada but have been only banging british beats for a few years now. Let me know if you think this works. Sounds correct to me.
Drum instead of drunk. and that seems like it’s complete. I’ll take a break relisten to the full thing and see if there are anymore mistakes.
Cheers
Nice one man! Changes made. I’m still undecided between “silica” and “silicon” because silicon is basically glass, which comes up a line later. Oh well, we can confirm when my CD finally arrives! Cheers for you r help man. Stick around, appreciate your feedback. Peace!