(No Ratings Yet)Keeping it fresh with the Four Owls. Be original, think for yourself, do your own shit.
VERSE 1:
VERB T
- Yo!
- I'm on the search for knowledge
- They're lookin' at me like Earth to Thomas
- Bright star, each bar is like a burning comet
- Ex-herbaholic surfin' on a tidal wave
- Damn I just overcooked your brain in a microwave
- My mistake
- I'm sittin' wide awake, like the pipe, I play my tune
- People follow, I'll take you miles away
- Yes I'm your highness for real 'cos my mind is
- Lost in the clouds can't fully raise my eyelids
- Building an escape pod, tryin' to climb inside it
- Get away, lookin' for the stars shining vibrant
- Dynamite shit, short fuse temper temper
- Vent the tension and I would like to send a mention to
- Your ego, pretentious fool you sound demented
- Out the trenches, you ain't the trench coat Mafia
- And this ain't revenge of the nerds you fuckin' amateur
- That is fucked, wrap it up now man I've had enough.
VERSE 2:
FLIPTRIX
- Find me where the bombs blow
- Holes in my foes still smokin'
- Killing enemies with choke holds
- Leave 'em with their wounds open
- Just to free them emotions
- Then I flee to my barracks
- Haphazard, dodging daggers
- Like Jackie Chan on tabs of acid, I kill a snake then I climb a ladder
- Trigger tongue is callous
- We're charisma by the gallons, so we're not balanced
- I'm on point while you lack talent
- I practice black magic
- Plus I'm strapped with a bag full of gas and a packet of some matches
- Not the safety type, raise up the Farenheight
- You're goin' down like a motherfuckin' stalagtite
- Snap it then I stab your spine, in the black of the night
- Then turn your flesh back to life like I'm Frankenstein
- I'm bad for your health like a jam in formaldehyde
- Known as the medicine man, I kill the parasites
CHORUS
BVA MC & FLIPTRIX
- Be original
- Don't copy this material
- Use your own voice and make sure it's lyrical
- You know you did it right if the kids like to mimic you
- Brush to the wax
- That's how we do/That's how we bring the image through
VERSE 3:
LEAF DOG
- Try an' recite what I rap
- You might catch a ripped jaw
- Lines cut with precision just like a jigsaw
- Lyrics hidden like dog shit dig to be sure
- I keep the underground hot, like the Earth does with its core
- A term support, try'n stab me in the back
- It's a fact you won't win like our troops in Iraq
- My crew's known to circle prey, like a wolf pack
- Or a riot squad kickin' off screamin' move back
- Fuck these rich kids try'n rap, straight poor's
- How they act, but I've never heard a real word in a single track
- Doing facts like I'm building a case
- What I put in her mouth for the next week you'll taste its flow
- I can't wait so I choose to embrace
- Why you full of fake love, like you're two in the face
- Confused in the race, try'n to make noise
- But your playing days are over
- Like an athlete when he takes drugs
VERSE 4:
BVA MC
- Drop raps like a loose grip
- Neckin' the new shit
- They said that my style's a bit fruity so i juiced it
- Do bondage with the track
- And slap heads with the truth's whip
- Pay so much mind to the track you think I'm two kids
- From the year of the tiger, a mind rider
- Penetrate the track so even your girl feels it inside her
- Out of place like cider in a posh bar
- And kids are sellin' out
- But they'll get toasted 'cos they're pop-tarts
- I'm off the chain like a broke bike
- Spit shit you won't like
- If you're hyped and you're beat, worn out
- Screamin' I'm so tight
- 'Cos me man I'm more chill
- Follow this small world
- I smoke the peace pipe, while I spit lyrical war skills
- Most rappers churn hard, like they took four pills
- Chew face, lose place in the race 'cos they ain't ill
- They're sick if you mean dying and most of 'em keep tryin'
- But they can't see me like they're in the room I'm gettin' high in
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