A beast of an album. An infectious beat on this track and four solid verses – each of the Owls stepping up. If you missed out on this one, you really missed out. Let us know if you want to see more Four Owls lyrics. Click the…
INTRO:
- Not like before
- We're gonna tell a little story
- Feelin’ grown now
- About me, about he, about we
- Not like before
- Yeah yeah
- Not Like Before
- Check this
- Take me back - the Owls
VERSE 1:
LEAF DOG
- Man I only went school to sell weed at lunch time
- Two gurners on the tarmac crushed up fine
- Losing my mind, sniffing lines
- No attendance sign
- Made the habit mine of any drug I could find
- All I knew about was crime until I dropped a few shrooms
- Made a few tunes - me and BVA coming real soon
- And then it dropped, and nobody listened
- Lost but not forgotten was the beginning of this mission
- I used to be living on the floor with ?
- One of the reasons for the malnourished Leaf that you see
- He gave me the PC I used to make the beats for this CD
- Got passed the torch from ? and Cool G
- Much respect for that, and High Focus is the future
- See I've got your back, no shotty in my back-pack.
- Got my queen, no need to chase rat, you’re behind
- While I slowly take over the map,
- Watch the owls attack – ah!
VERSE 2:
FLIPTRIX
- Many things have changed since the old school days
- Runnin' round on train tracks, sprayin’ up the trains
- Picking up an eighth bag to blaze it in a day
- Now I smoke a little less, but it’s Indie Kush haze
- I’ll take you back for a lesson
- Way back to the Brixton mass open mic sessions.
- Avarice spotted me, thought that I was reppin'
- Then we met a little later at the Speakers’ Corner ?
- He took me to a studio in Queen’s Road Peckham
- Recorded Force Fed Imagery it seemed that it was destined
- I ain’t seen him in a couple years, but cuz he’s still my bredren
- Can’t forget about the man who put you in for a second
- Like Verb T - certified G the mic veteran
- Runone blessed me with beats from his collection.
- Got Madnice on the decks at every damn event son
- Also Kash had our back, we rinsed up the shows n' that
- Supported RA the Rugged Man, that was classic fact
- Reminisce, reminisce
- Remember lacin’ tunes wit' Chemo up in Brixton lab
- Then he moved it down to Whitechapel - place was nang
- Laced Theory Of Rhyme - man it went to plan
- Since then I’m high - focused on the present fam
- Make music, move units, stay reppin' that
- Make music, move units, stay reppin' that
VERSE 3:
BVA MC
- At school I never used to go and stay at home high
- That stoned and zoned guy, the same and you know why
- Then college, I wasn’t really concerned with that.
- Mainly went to sell ten pound sacks, and chase rats
- Dropped out and went back, but I still wasn’t focused
- Started rappin' on beats about how we be the brokest
- Job lost but not forgotten then there was World War Three
- Then the war ended and we still hadn't dropped the CD
- But now things are different cos kids still pump and listen
- To the CD that we give them three years ago on the mission
- Still leave the page written, hit the stage with our spittin’
- Got a contract and learned how to make our shit thicken
- Cleared our own path like a snow plow
- Gained the know-how on how to get exactly where we want
- And never go down
- And now we're that storm on your horizon.
- With more tracks laid down than a fifty year old whore
- That’s still riding
VERSE 4:
VERB T
- Yo, it started back, when I heard Slick Rick and Doug E Fresh
- I was eight used to play the vinyl when I dubbed cassettes
- I spent my teen years weeded out past high
- With Gang-star, Wu-Tang, Tribe and the Pharcyde
- I can’t lie, I was shy hittin’ open mics as a kid
- But the studio I was smashin’ it
- I had my first record out - I was eighteen
- Touring with Phi Life Cypher for that was like a day dream
- Shedded my innocence then started to grow wise
- And grow flow-wise, I hooked up with Low Life.
- Got some guidance and applied it, had confidence
- With Kashmere and Ghost toured the country and the continent
- But still I had to keep a nine to five to keep the bills paid
- And quit the weed just to try and keep my mind alive
- Sixteen bars is not enough time to write my entire life
- This is just one instalment
- Now I’m a proud father, grown, responsible
- Learnt over years hate kills love conquers all
- So I look to the future after steppin' back
- Make music move units stay reppin' that
- Make music move units stay reppin' that
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