Feb 2

Put sandbags and barricades

Just to protect all

I`m known to be the chunky lyrical shrapnell

Ricochet, -what he say ?, get slain, won`t say

It another day

Metaphore impact, chests cave in, big way

Like `death becomes him or her`

Big hole unfold, unwise to wish the absurd

Rappers can`t take lyrical obstacles

Estafette, you can bet my timing is phenomenal

Steeple-chase with the bass, tempo, ain`t a turtle

He trips over pebbles, I take rhymes

With the hurdles

The title for grabs

`Cos of my time lapse

Pioneers hear the cheers

Of the bloodsuckin` peers

Got to reach the peak supercrafty like cavalier

He`s fronting for conquistador but he`s the devil here

Made a perfect start and pass it to an allie

See him on the tracks

`For the finish doin` shuteye

Pass the baton right

` One two three four five senses working overtime `

How to freak the wild funk, line by line

Heavy technique, make `em catch for breath

Rapstrangle from every angle, what`s left

Seen weasels fakin` `cockdieselness` - whacker

Take positions on squares like checkers, I`m the wrecker

You must be down with jimi fakin` castles in the sand

Tidal wave, sneak-a-peek on these whack bands

The funny game`s to catch that moneytrain

Wesley plus woody, but you`re not that goodie

Go against the grain

I`m a `trekkie` doin` work like kirk fullthrottle

Got the bends, bust some sense in heads with a bottle !

Cycle running in a threadmill, think that`s classy?

Pick up your face from the gravel, so bloody and messy

Pass the baton right

Feb 2

I don`t want to be standoffish

But I ain`t gonna rot

In your office

Tried to adapt, now who`s fooling who?

Get more response,

Relate more in a zoo

Pulsatin` veins, migraine

What a day

More ways to reach, without nothing to say

No need for the shanhara suit

This x-o manowar ain`t on the rescue

Planet ultra

One junkie said to the other junkiehead

" Did you get what I told you to get ? "

Showed the emergency-stash, and got upset

Just to see

Planet ultra

Wanted to see planet ultra

Planet ultra

Time running hours in seconds flat

Sip another sip of cheap beaujolais

Fungus with the faeces

Big thesis

Wanna go out with a bang

And tell jesus

All the others deserve the great nebula

This is planet

Planet ultra

If you can`t see it, you`re not supposed to see it

If you can`t hear it, you`re not supposed to hear it

Feb 2

You come in handy, so handy

You come in handy,e ven when I frown

You come in handy, so handy

You wait, I`m coming down

Deprivation, innercity frustrations

Look at their hands as they seek for donation

European to asian, mixed with caucasian

Negroes with egos ain`t takin` humiliation

I got a fistful, wish I had this till the end of the world

Knocks on doors, collect big bills

Know that the road is steep, no way you gonna sleep

Creepin` `n crawlin`, fallin` on the big antheap

I pay the taxman, make life more complex man

Go suffice some needs

Where it bleeds it lacks man

Some human interest I guess,

Where`s that manifest that the profit,

The unfit, but the lie never rest

Servants plus clergymen, politician,

Businessman gonna make money honey

With oxygen in spray cans

I stand in open field, words will never shield

The feel that some big men get it all `n never yield up

And they never yield up

Eyes from right to left, watch out for backstab,

These souls have roles to blind you from all facts

You wanna sidestep, bypass

Or neglect authority is the one with big gut in big chest

See how they start to grin `n laughter becomes a sin,

Big men so little but that`s how they always win

Attack will be just a pinch, use that common sense

Block a machine, use elements within to bend

Let me all put this straight, I`m here to infiltrate

Play like furniture, I wait

Blendin` with all the others, where talk turns to fodder

Clockin` for those, the ones who hold the rudder

But life`s a mistress, never know what lasts

Sour grapes are sweet, when it`s easy to let them pass

Lickin` some heels above,

No matter how hard tough

Let the man gloat pride you swallow up

Pride you swallow up

Feb 2

I gotta be, selfstyled

I gotta be, selfstyled

Call me a poser

I may be the world`s biggest scam

Now maybe I`m open like a book

It`s just the way you look

Man I am takin` some props

Before the world`s gonna give `m little rhyme

Little bit egocentric livin`

Ain`t gonna, wanna take what is his/hers

I take my life like a drape

Gonna wear it like a t-shirt first nothing served

Given, when it comes to play roles

My fifteen minutes o` fame,

Oops, sorry andy warhol ain`t gonna quail at weight

Of my ego scale

To a point take it as a joint

Let`s inhale

Suppose you just can`t see

Inside the man, the hero in me

So maybe it`s just the way you look

I got the people buggin` like a housewife`s a nagger

Mick jagger givin` lip `n walk with a dagger

You wanna lowrate me to a paperhanger

No chance, hang on to my ego

Hold on like I was cliffhanger

With the grandeur factor

Force with cause flavor plus the charisma

I kick like horse

Hypo/ripe so I flip scripts never negative

Flow funky shit, like my name was laxative

And you people want me to stick to the ground

That`s far too down to earth no

Feb 2

This ain`t no middleclass, talkin` some ghettotrash

But the whole ghettofash(ion) seems to spread quickfast

Nowadays you can`t tell who`s a hoodlum

Nowadays you can`t tell who`s a hoodlum

Nowadays you can`t tell who`s a hoodlum, `cos

Everyone tries be packin` to suspense to

Like robert ludlum

And every cupid proclaims that he shoots it

And front with a stunt to move - troop it

All portray, quick to say

That they`re hard all the way

But he play seems to fade

When they have price to pay

Well I know so brother who buck you down for nothin`

Listen up stupid, `cos I tell a little something

Some chitchat, some pull a gat for that

Some chitchat, some pull a gat for that

One day I had to witness this sort of heavy riff

It seemed like a trip

How they moved that quick

This pitiful vic never knew what hittem

Glock on the temple

Make the dome just drip some blood

Sure he was a young blood, physical prime and fit

And the whole neighbourhood shook heads negative

But he had it comin`, ending stiff

Later on I figured out motormouth

Talkin` loud, now stonecold on the ground

Turnin` blue, these bodies do

But not because of shame

Talkin` untamed `bout some name

Make your family mourn your name

So some don`t start lookin`

When some words are spoken

Once again, I ain`t the one who pulls all the stunts

Low pro, this I know

Calmer than one on the blunt

Never do what I`m told

And my head I hold

Then again I`m prepared for the man who acts bold

And my folks they know I love the glock

But I ain`t packin` for luck

`Cos then I`m stuck

The way you live is the way you die

Some food for thought, for ego bigheads who fly too high

And the brothers at the gym

Well they know gat on the lap, selfesteem grows

But I keep it as a secret, don`t really live by the trigger

Just figure when you chat about that

Life ends much quicker

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