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Grand Final
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Grand Final was released on August 18, 2003 by Zebra Traffic as a part of the album Spaz the World
ReleasedAugust 18, 2003
LabelZebra Traffic
LanguageEnglish
BPM80
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

We are here to struck gold
NY
Keeps it to tradition
Heat brothers
The Baron Paul S
Ivy Borough
Four five
Nuts
Akai professionals
Yo
How did it creep out from the woodwork? I put in time
This isn't anything you can stop with an estatement's lines
For right reasons, I devour a track with vital planning
A milestone, brimming over, with a grip on science
Playing major roles, holding up the director's cut
With an extra hour's worth of footage that will leave you shook
I keep the plot close to my chest till this thieving stops
But I suspect this shit will stay the same until I drop
Within the space between, I place the film and scene continually
Until the beat fades and I proceed to be the visionary
With solemn vibes, vibes formed by those with greatness
I sew the papers up into fabrics of where the word is
It's permanent, like the cap over my skull
I'm brimming over with skill, I take the challenge at will
And fill my time with study, practice and offensive tactics
With a seventh sense, my mind's dramatic, catapulted verses
I take a couple eyes out, this verbal dry rot
Abominable rhymes block at every exit
I take the tape and cut it, until I'm finished with the textures
Tear the microphone to pieces
Your polished tracks sound like demos with no hopes inside 'em
My dialogue's re-emphasizing, until the flow's silent
Until the ground's frosted, until the quote's roasted
Until I'm off the roster, off the leash and out of focus
The grand final, farewell to the supreme vinyl
Telling recipients, I hold the mic and scold the title
Break on impact, collide with verbals
Corrode the sequence, Akai professionals
Practices
I cause craters from caps to greatness
Portrayed as scripts is written
I see myself inside your eye's vision
Sometimes choosing not to take a placement, with an unsolid reason
I take my time until I'm swapping seasons
Capturing the zeitgeist, like the dark catches the night life
I mix with dusk and dawn and see this twilight
Fulfilling my part of the bargain, I stop at nothing
Waking up in situations I never thought I'd be in
I'm walking the European route until I find a trusted
Until these deals are done and dusted, and I can rest at leisure
Until then, I overstretch the letters
Still when I'm out to prove, I exceed and take the extra measures
That's how the game's unwrapping
Watching every move I make in case I'm tested
I'm careful not to build my structures the same as others
My time's arriving when I've built up every style that's needed
It's seamless
Your polished tracks sound like demos with no hopes inside 'em
My dialogue's re-emphasizing, until the flow's silent
Until the ground's frosted, until the quote's roasted
Until I'm off the roster, off the leash and out of focus
The grand final, farewell to the supreme vinyl
Telling recipients, I hold the mic and scold the title
Break on impact, collide with verbals
Corrode the sequence, Akai professionals
Written by: P Adey, P. Littlefair, P. Spence

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